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Songs  of  Happy  Life 


FOR  SCHOOLS 
HOMES  AND 

BANDS  OF  MERCY 


Compiled  by  Sarah  J    Eddy 


Art  and  Nature  Study  Publishing  Co. 

Providence,   R.  I. 

1897 


was; 


Copyright,  1897, 

BY 

Sakah  J.  Eddy. 


Copyright  secured  in  England. 


F.    H.    QILSON    COMPANY 

PRINTERS    AND    BOOKBINDERS 

BOSTON,    U.    S.   A. 


T^'s  collection  of  Songs  of  Happy  Life  is  dedicated 
to  all  noble  and  earnest  souls  ivho  wish  to  add  to  the 
beauty  of  the  world,  and  to  the  joyful  life  of  all 
creatures. 


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PREFACE. 


This  collection  is  designed  as  a  supplementary  Song-Book  for  use  in  Schools,  as  well 
as  intended  for  Homes  and  Bands  of  Mercy.  It  contains  a  number  of  songs  suitable  for 
"Arbor  Day"  and  "Bird  Day"  exercises.*  The  songs  have  been  selected  with  great 
care.  Valuable  help  and  suggestions  have  been  given,  and  the  music  has  all  been  exam- 
ined and  approved  by  Mr.  Emory  P.  Russell,  Director  of  Music  in  the  Public  Schools 
of  Providence,  R.  I.,  and  Superintendent  of  the  Summer  School  of  the  American  Insti- 
tute of  Normal  Methods,  Brown  University. 

To  Miss  Fanny  L.  Weaver,  who  has  had  to  a  large  extent  the  charge  of  the  prepar- 
ation and  arrangement  of  the  music  in  this  collection,  the  editor  is  greatly  indebted. 

Poems  have  been  written  especially  for  this  book  by  Miss  Mary  E.  Wilkins,  Miss 
Jane  Campbell,  and  Miss  Sarah  C.  Padelford,  and  by  Messrs.  Win.  W.  Caldwell  and 
Wm.  J.  Long. 

Original  music  has  been  written  by  Dr.  Hugh  A.  Clarke,  by  Messrs.  Leonard  B. 
Marshall,  Emory  P.  Russell,  Geo.  H.  Lomas,  Paul  Ambrose,  and  Wm.  L.  Glover,  and 
by  Misses  Kate  S.  Chittenden  and  Hattie  M.  Vose,  by  Mrs.  Alice  Pitman  Wesley  and 
Mrs.  Elizabeth  Mitchell  Allen. 

A  number  of  poems  by  Mrs.  Celia  Thaxter,  Miss  Edith  M.  Thomas,  Miss  Emilie 
Poulsson,  and  others  have  for  the  first  time  been  set  to  music. 

Cordial  thanks  are  extended  to  Mrs.  Emily  Huntington  Miller,  Mrs.  Margaret 
J.  Preston,  and  Mrs.  Daniel  Lothrop,  and  to  Misses  Edith  M.  Thomas,  Emilie  Poulsson, 
Augusta  Larned,  Amey  D.  Fogg,  Anna  H.  Branch  and  Caroline  Hazard  for  permission 
to  use  poems  written  by  them. 

For  selections  from  the  "  Riverside  Song-Book,"  and  poems  from  "  Voices  for  the 
Speechless  "  and  from  "  Stories  and  Poems  for  Children  "  by  Celia  Thaxter,  all  of  which 
are  published  by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  grateful  acknowledgement  is  hereby  made, 
and  special  thanks  are  due  for  the  generous  assistance  thus  given. 

Thanks  are  also  due  to  Rev.  Charles  W.  Wendte,  to  A.  C.  McClurg  &  Co.,  of  Chicago, 

*  The  United  States  Department  of  Agriculture  has  issued  a  circular  recommending  that  an  annual 
"Bird  Day  "  be  established  in  the  public  schools  in  the  United  States.    See  page  179. 

(*) 


PREFACE. 

to  Mr.  Geo.  T.  Angell  for  use  of  words  from  his  "  Band  of  Mercy  Melodies,"  and  to 
Mrs.  Florence  Horatia  Suckling  for  poems  from  "The  Humane  Educator  and  Reciter." 

The  publishers  of  the  English  "Band  of  Mercy  Melodies  "  have  kindly  allowed  the 
use  of  a  number  of  songs  from  their  collection. 

Arrangements  have  been  made  with  Messrs.  Oliver  Ditson  Company  for  the  use  of 
selections  from  •«  Childrens1  School  Songs,11  and  other  publications. 

The  latter  part  of  the  book  contains  quotations  from  various  authors,  showing  the 
importance  and  benefit  of  humane  education  and  of  the  study  of  nature,  and  giving  infor- 
mation in  regard  to  Bands  of  Mercy,  with  suggestions  as  to  Band  of  Mercy  entertainments, 
and  a  list  of  publications  that  will  be  found  useful  for  reference. 

It  also  contains  specimens  of  musical  notes  which  are  to  be  distinguished  in  the  voi- 
ces of  birds  and  other  animals,  and  quotations  suitable  for  a  "  Bird  Day  "  program. 

In  sending  forth  this  volume,  an  earnest  hope  goes  with  it,  that  the  children  who  sing 
these  songs  of  happy  life  may  rejoice  in  this  beautiful  world  of  sunshine  and  flowers  and 
singing  birds,  and  may  enter  into  loving  sympathy  with  all  life,  and  help  to  make  the 
world  more  beautiful  and  joyful  for  each  other  and  for  all  the  creatures  by  whom  they  are 
surrounded. 

May,  1897.  S.  J.  E. 


(5) 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


PART  I. 

Title  of  Song.  Author  of  Words.  Composer  or  Source  of  Music. 

HELP  AND   KINDNESS  TO  ALL. 

{Songs  Suitable  for  Opening  and  Closing  School,  Band  of  Mercy  Meetings,  etc.) 

Make    the    World    More 

Bright Bev.  Thomas  Timmins     .     .  Arr.  Mendelssohn  ...  11 

To  Work,— Do  Your  Bust John  Adcock 12 

Humanity Gisborne Gluck 13 

Little  Sunbeam German  Air 14 

The  Hope  of  the  Nation  .     Ursula  Tannenforst     .     .     .     Mozart 15 

Little  Deeds  of  Kindness    Anon Hugh  A.  Clarke,  Mus.  D. .  16 

Marching      'Round      the 

World Anon F.  Abt 17 

Little  by  Little      .     .     .     Anon Wm.  L.  Glover   ....  18 

Anniversary  Song    .     .     .     Mrs.  Nash Italian  Hymn 19 

Be  Kind  to  Living  Things    M.  A.  Kidder Hattie  M.  Vose  ....  20 

Sing  Always Mary  E.  Carter M.  C.  J 21 

Heimdall Augusta  Lamed  {adapted)    .  Hugh  A.  Clarke,  Mus.  D.  22 

Oh,  Scatter  Kind  Words German 23 

Dare  To  Do  Right  .     .     .     Anon     ........  J.  C.  O.  Redington ,     .     .  24 

The  Rose  Is  Queen  Among 

the  Flowers      ....     Bev.  F.  L.  Hosmer .     .     .     .  C.  W.  Wendte     ....  25 

Speak  Kindly Luella  Clark Reinecke 26 

God    Bless     the     Little 

Children Lillie  E.  Barr G.  H.  Lomas 27 

Star  of  Mercy     .     .     .     .     C.  Fannie  Allyn      ....  Geo.  H.  Lomas   .     .     .     .28 

Marching  Song     .     .     .     .     A.  D.  Fogg Adapted  from  Barnby .     .  29 

Lift  Aloft  Our  Banner  .     Bev.  Thomas  Timmins     .     .  Tune:   "Glory!    Hallelu- 
jah!"     30 

He  Liveth  Long  Who  Liv- 

eth  Well H.  Bonar Tune   "Ward."     Arr.  by 

Dr.  Mason 31 

Ring  the  Bells  of  Mercy        Tune:  "  Ring  the  Bells  of 

Heaven" 31 

To  Mother  Fairie    .     .     .     Alice  Gary (Air:  "  What's  a'  the  Steer, 

Kiramer?") 32 

Victory  Is  Nigh  .     .     .     .     Mrs.  F.  A.  F.  Wood- White    .  Tune :  "Hold  the  Fort"  .  34 

Little  Hands Meriam  del  Banco   ....     German 35 

Loving-Kindness  to  All  .     Words  adapted  from   "  Our 

Dumb  Animals"    ....  Tune:  "  Happy  Greeting  to 

All" 36 

Work,   for   the  Night  is 

Coming Dr.  Lowell  Mason  ...  37 

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TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


Title  of  Song. 

Gladly  Lend  a  Hand 
Little  Gustava    .     . 


Author  of  Words. 

Miss  Caroline  Hazard . 
GeMa  Thaxter  (adapted  ) 


Composer  or  Source  of  Music. 

Tune:  "Auld  Lang  Syne"    38 
Hugh  A.  Clarke,  Mus.  D.     39 


ANIMALS. 


Over  in  the  Meadow   .     . 

The  Chipmunk 

My  Cat  and  Dog  .  .  .  . 
A  Little  Mouse  .... 
The  Honest  Old  Toad.  . 
The  Arab's  Farewell  to 
His  Favorite  Steed  .  . 
Three  Kittens  .... 
The  Mountain  Goatherd  . 
A  Rhyme  to  the  Ranchmen 
The  Woodmouse  .... 
The  Water-Drinkers  .  . 
The  Grey  Kitten     .     .     . 


Mrs.  Olive  A.  Wadsworth     .  Leonard  B.  Marshall    .     .  42 

Anon Wra.  L.  Glover    ....  47 

Maori Geo.  H.  Lomas    ....  48 

49 

Anon Geo.  H.  Lomas    ....  50 

The  Hon.  Mrs.  Norton     .     .  John  Blockley     ....  52 

Anon Geo.  H.  Lomas    ....  62 

B.  Caldwell J.  S.  Steane         ....  64 

Anon Leonard  B.  Marshall    .     .  65 

Mary  Howitt  ......     A.  Dawson 6d 

J.  Saffery T.  Crampton 67 

Jane  Campbell Konradin  Kreutzer  ...  68 


BEES   AND   OTHER   INSECTS. 


Cunning  Bee Anon     .    *.    - Wm,  L.  Glover    ....  69 

The  Song  ok  the  Bee.     .  Anon Rev.  Alfred  Taylor .     .     .  70 

To  a  Butterfly  ....  Jane  Taylor   ...     .     .     .  Leonard  B.  Marshall    .     .  71 

The  Cricket From  the  Latin  of   Vincent 

Bourne,  by  Cowper  .     .     .  Geo.  H.  Lomas    ....  72 

The  Bee Arranged  by  M lone 73 

The  Lady-Bird     ....  Charlotte  Turner  Smith   .     .  Alice  Pitman  Wesley    .     .  74 


BIRDS. 

(Songs  suitable  for  Bird  Bay,  Arbor  Day,  etc.) 


Chanticleer 
The  Bluebird  . 
c  hic  k-a-de-dee 


To  a  Redbreast  .  . 
Dicky-Birds  .  .  . 
The  Nightingale  .  . 
Cradle  Tree-Top  . 
The  Wounded  Curlew 
A  Cry  for  Liberty  . 
Bird  Thoughts     .     . 


Yellow  Bird  .  .  . 
Lines  to  a  Seabird  . 
Don't  Kill  the  Birds 


Celia  Thaxter  .... 
Emily  Huntington  Miller. 
Words  from  "  Infants'  Maya 

zine,"  .  . 
J.  Langhorne 
Anon  .  .  . 
Celia  Thaxter 
Wm.  J.  Long  . 
Celia  Thaxter 
Anon  .  .  . 
Anon      .     .     . 


Celia  Thaxter 
31.  A.  Stodart 
Daniel  C.  Colesworthy 

(7) 


Leonard  B.  Marshall 
Leonard  B.  Marshall 

James  H.  Croxall  . 
Geo.  H.  Lomas  .  . 
T.  E.  Perkins  .  . 
From  Reichardt  .  . 
Hattie  M.  Vose  .  . 
Leonard  B.  Marshall 
M.  W.  Seeley  .  .  . 
German  Air.    Arr.  by  Geo 

H.  Lomas  .  .  . 
Leonard  B.  Marshall 
Emory  P.  Russell  . 
Hugh  A.  Clarke,    Mus.  D 


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78 
79 
80 
81 
82 
84 
85 

86 

87 
88 
89 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


Title  of  Song. 

Spring  Song 

Robert  of  Lincoln  .     .     . 

The  Constant  Dove     .     . 

The    Little    Maiden    and 

the  Little  Bird     .     .     . 

The  Voice  of  the  Help- 
less   

Answer  to  a  Child's  Ques- 
tion   

The  Caged  Bird's  Lament 

"Dont    Rob    the     Birds, 

Boys" 

My  Neighbors  .  .  . 
A  Finished  Nest  .  . 
The  Brown  Thrush 
The  Linnet  .  .  . 
The  Sparrows  .  .  . 
Our  Happy  Secret  . 
The  Humming—Bird  . 
The  Snow-Birds  . 
Happy  Birds  .  .  , 
The  Faithful  Little  Bird 
Life  in  the  Nest.  .  .  . 
The  Little  Bird's  Nest    . 


Author  of  Words. 

Sophia  S.  Bixby  . 
W.  C.  Bryant.  . 
Celia  Thaxter.     . 

Lydia  Maria  Child 


Carlotta  Perry  {adapted) 


Composer  or  Source  of  Music. 

W.  W.  Gilchrist ....  90 

Win.  L.  Glover    ....  92 

Leonard  B.  Marshall    .     .  93 

"Little  Sougs  for   Little 

Singers " 94 


S.  T.  Coleridge  . 

Words  from    the 

World"  .     .     . 


Leonard  B.  Marshall 
Geo.  H.  Loraas    .     . 


Animal 


Anon Hattie  M.  Vose    .     .     . 

Emily  Huntington  Miller      .  Leonard  B.  Marshall    . 

Anon Paul  Ambrose      .     .     . 

Lucy  Larcom Leonard  B.  Marshall    . 

Bobert  Burns  (adapted)   .     .  J.  A.  Wadman,  Sweden 

Celia  Thaxter Paul  Ambrose      .     .     . 

Margaret  Sidney Alice  Pitman  Wesley    . 

Anon T.  F.  Seward  .... 

Anon T.  Crampton  .... 

Anon From  B.  A.  Weber  .     . 

Miss  Muloch Arr.  by  Carl  Matz    .     . 

J.R.L Arr.  by  J.  E.  B.  .     .     : 

Anon Charlie    Rea.   Arr.   by  J 

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96 

96 


99 
100 
103 
104 
106 
108 
110 
111 
112 
113 
114 
115 

116 


NATURE   AND    SEASONS. 

{Songs  suitable  for  Arbor  Day,  May  Day,  etc.) 


The  Worship  of  Nature  . 
The  Song  of  the  Dancing 

Waves 

Carnival  of  Spring  >  . 
Each  Little  Flower  That 

Opens    

Summer  Things  .... 
Two  Little  Roses  .  .  . 
O  Painter  of  the  Fruits 

and  Flowers     .... 

Praise  June 

Down  in  the  Grass  .  .  . 
Woodman,      Spare      That 

Tree 

Spring  Blossoms  .  ,  .  . 
Up  in  the  Morning  .  .  . 
Hidden  Treasures    .     .     . 

April  Song 

The  Day's  Eye      .... 


Whittier 


Hugh  A.  Clarke,  Mus.  D. .  117 


Jane  Campbell    .     . 
Margaret  J.  Preston 

Mrs.  C.  F.   Alexander 
apted)     .... 

Anon 

Julia  P.  Ballard 


Whittier  .  .  .  . 
Edith  M.  Thomas  . 
Anna  H.  Branch     . 

George  Pope  Morris 
Anon     .... 
Anon     .... 


Mary  E.  Wilkins 
Edith  M.  Thomas 

(8) 


A  Swedish  Song       .     . 
Hugh  A.  Clarke,  Mus.  D. 


(ad- 


German  Air  .... 
T.  Crampton  .... 
Elizabeth  Mitchell  Allen 

Tune:  "Park  Street"  . 
Wm,  L.  Glover  .  .  . 
Kate  S.  Chittenden  .     . 

Johann  Adam  Hiller  . 
Elizabeth  Mitchell  Allen 
T.  E.  Perkins  .  .  . 
Hattie  M.  Vose  .  .  . 
Leonard  B.  Marshall  . 
Paul  Ambrose      .     .     . 


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122 


124 
125 
126 

127 

128 
130 

131 
132 
134 
135 
136 
138 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


Title  of  Song.  Author  of  Words. 

A  Summer  Morning  .     .     .  Wm.  W.  Caldwell   . 

Hail  to  the  Elm  .     .     .     .  N.  S.  Dodge  .     .     . 

Autumn  Song Emilie  Poulsson .     . 

The  Beautiful  Woods      .  Sarah  C.  Padelford 
The   North    Wind    Doth 

Blow Anon 


Composer  or  Source  of  Music. 

Leonard  B.  Marshall    .  .  139 

Hugh  A.  Clarke,  Mus.  D.  .  140 

Emory  P.  Russell  ' .     .  .142 

Emory  P.  Russell     .     .  .143 

Emory  P.  Russell     .     .     .  144 


LIBERTY,   LOVE,   AND   PEACE. 

(  Songs  suitable  for  Memorial  Day,  Washington's  Birthday,  and  similar  occasio?is.) 


Home,  Sweet  Home  .  .  . 
Song  of  Liberty  .  .  . 
The      Morning     Light  is 

Breaking 

True  Freedom  .... 
Our  Native  Land  .  .  . 
Liberty,  Love,  and  Peace 
The  Watchword  .... 

The  Fatherland  .... 
Closing  Hymn       .... 


John  Howard  Payne 
Anon 


George  T.  Angell     . 
James  Bussell  Lowell 
W.  E.  Hickson    .     . 

Charles  T.  Brooks  . 

Ursula  Tannenforst 

James  Bussell  Lowell 
S.  T.  Coleridge  .     . 


Emory  P.  Russell 


145 
146 


H.  Kotzschmar  ....  147 
Geo.  H.  Lomas  ....  148 
Tune:  "America".  .  .  149 
Tune  :  "  American  Hymn  "  150 
Tune:  "The  Star  Span- 
gled Banner."  .  .  *  .  .152 
Emory  P.  Russell  .  .  .  154 
Dr.  L.  Mason 155 


PART   II. 

HUMANE   EDUCATION.  157 

Quotations  Concerning  the  Importance  of  Humane  Education 157 

Methods,  —  Quotation  from  M.  de  Sailly 159 

What  Has  Been  Done  in  the  United  States  and  in  England 160 

Bands  of  Mercy 161 

Band  of  Mercy  Pledge 162 

Bands  of  Mercy  in  Schools 163 

Subjects  for  Composition 164 

List  of  Publications 164 

OUTLINE   OF   BAND   OF   MERCY   ENTERTAINMENT.  166 

List  of  Poems  by  Standard  Authors 178 

BIRD   DAY.  179 

Suggestions  for  Bird  Day  Program 180 

Interesting  Ways  to  Study  the  Birds  . 180 


THE   STUDY   OF   NATURE. 
MUSIC   IN   NATURE. 
MUSICAL  NOTES   OF   BIRDS  AND   ANIMALS. 
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185 
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"  The  joy  in  life  of  these  animals  —  indeed  of  almost  all  animals  and  birds 
in  freedom  — is  very  great.  You  may  see  it  in  every  motion:  in  the  lissom 
bound  of  the  hare,  the  playful  leap  of  the  rabbit,  the  song  that  the  lark  and 
the  finch  must  sing;  the  soft  loving  coo  of  the  dove  in  the  hawthorn;  the 
blackbird  ruffling  out  his  feathers  on  a  rail.  The  sense  of  living  — the  con- 
sciousness of  seeing  and  feeling— is  manifestly  intense  in  them  all,  and  is 
in  itself  an  exquisite  pleasure."    .    .    . 

"  How  can  words  depict  the  glowing  wonder,  the  marvellous  beauty  of  all 
the  plant,  the  insect,  the  animal  life,  which  presses  upon  the  mental  eye? 
It  is  impossible.  But  with  these  that  are  more  immediately  around  us  — 
with  the  goldfinch,  the  caterpillar,  the  nightingale,  the  blades  of  grass,  the 
leaves  — with  these  we  may  feel,  into  their  life  we  may  in  part  enter,  and 
find  our  own  existence  thereby  enlarged.  Would  that  it  were  possible  for 
the  heart  and  mind  to  enter  into  all  the  life  that  glows  and  teems  upon  the 
earth  — to  feel  with  it,  hope  with  it,  sorrow  with  it  — and  thereby  to  become 
a  grander,  nobler  being,"  —  Richard  Jefferies. 


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SONGS  OF  HAPPY  LIFE. 


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Rev.  Thomas  Timmins. 


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1st  and  2nd  Sop. 

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Heimdall. 


H.  A.  Clarke. 


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2.  His  ear  was   the     best         at   hear  -  ing,     Of        all           a-bove  or     be - 

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1  5  The  Rose   Is  Queen  Among  the  Flowers. 

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3.  The  rose    will  fade  and  fall      a -way,    The   li   -  ly    too    will     die;  But 

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1.  Speak   kind  -  ly,     speak    kind  -   ly         to     young      and      to        old;      The 

2.  Speak   kind  -  ly,     speak    kind  -   ly;       no     tongue     can      ex  -  press      The 

3.  Speak   kind  -  ly,     speak    kind  -   ly;     kind    words      nev  -  er        yet   Brought 


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pow'r    of  true  kindness  to  cheer  and    to  bless.     It  soothes  ev  -  'ry    sor  -  row,  makes 
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ev  -  er,  in  dark  days  or  bright, 
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17 


God  Bless  the  Little  Children. 


LiLLIE  E.  Bark. 

Allegretto. 


G.  H.  Lomas. 


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Star  of  Mercy, 


C.  Fannie  Allyn. 

Andante. 


Geo.  H.  Lomas. 


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2.  Be -fore    thy    in  -  ner,  gen  -  tie  life,     Peace  con  -  quers  hate  in  vales     of  strife, 

3.  O'er  ten  -  der  chil-dren  may    thy  power  In  -  spire     to       kind-ness  ev  -  'ry  hour, 


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'ry   land    and  place, 


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Till,  grown  to   deeds  of     mer  -  cy        here,  Thy  reign  shall  cast    out        ev  -  'ry  fear. 
Till  Jus  -  tice     tri-umphs,  and  we         see     The  reign  of       true    hu    -  man  -  i  -  ty. 


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wise  and  use  thy     wis-dom    well,   Who    wis-dom  speaks, must  live  it       too; 
truth  if   thou  the  true  wouldst  reap, Who  sows  the     false  shall  reap  the   vain; 
4.  Sow    love  and  taste  its    fruit-age    pure ;    Sow  peace  and    reap    its   har  -  vest  bright : 


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He       is     the  wis  -  est    who  can     tell 
E  -  rect  and  sound  thy  conscience  keep 
Sow    sunbeams  on  the    rock  and   moor, 

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Of  true  things  tru  -  ly  done  each  day. 
How  first  he        lived,then  spake, the  true. 
;  From  hollow     words  and  deeds  re  -  f  rain. 
And  find     a        har  -  vest  home  of    light. 


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Ring  the  Bells  of  Mercy. 


Ring  the  bells  of  mercy,  ring  them  loud 

and  clear ! 
Let  their  music  linger  on  the  ear ; 
Fill  our  souls  with  pity  for  the  dumb  and 

weak ; 
Tell  the  voiceless  we  for  them  will  speak. 

Chorus. 
Ring  the  mercy  bells  both  loud  and  clear ! 
Love  and  kindness  are  our  mottoes  dear. 
Ring  the  bells  of  mercy,  ring  them  loud 

and  clear ! 
Let  their  music  linger  on  the  ear. 


Tune  :  "  Ring  the  Bells  of  Heaven." 

2  Ring  the  bells  of  mercy  over  hill  and  plain ! 
Let  the  mountains  chant  the  glad  refrain ; 
For  where  man  abideth,  or  creature  God 

hath  made, 
Laws  of  kindness  on  each  soul  are  laid. 


3  Ring  the  bells  of  mercy  over  land  and  sea! 
And  let  millions  join  the  jubilee: 
Peace  on  earth  descending  fill  the  human 

breast, 
Giving  to  the  weary  blessed  rest. 
(31) 


23 


To  Mother  Fairie. 


Alice  Caky. 
m  u        Recitativo. 


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24 


Victory  is  Nigh, 


Mrs.  F.  A.  F.  Wood-Whitk. 

1  Hearts  of  love  with  hands  of  mercy, 

Hear  our  joyful  song; 
Highest  hills  and  lowest  valley, 
Roll  the  words  along. 

Cho.  Join  our  Bands ;  the  word  is  spoken, 
Mercy  is  our  cry ; 
We  will  plead  for  voiceless  creatures, 
Victory  is  nigh ! 

2  See  the  countless  bands  of  children 

Marshaled  on  the  plain ; 


(34) 


Tune,  "Hold  the    Fort. 

Hear  their  happy  voices  ringing 
In  the  grand  refrain. 

3  Cruel  acts  and  dire  oppression 

Soon  will  be  no  more ; 
We  will  bear  the  law  of  kindness, 
To  the  farthest  shore. 

4  Come  to-day,  the  world  is  moving ! 

Soon  our  eyes  will  see 
Tenderness  to  all  God's  creatures; 
Sound  the  jubilee! 


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Work,  for  the  Night  Is  Coming. 

Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 


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Copyright,  1897,  by  S.  J.  Eddy.    Words  by  permission  of  Houghton,  Mifflin  <fe  Co. 

(39) 


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(40) 


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(41) 


30 


Over  in  the  Meadow, 


KINDERGARTEN   PLAY. 
(FOR  ELEVEN  CHILDREN.) 
Mrs.  Olive  A.  Wadsworth.     (Adapted.) 
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blue,  Lived  a  mother  lizard  and  her  little  lizards 

Lived  a  mother  fish  and  her  little  fishes  two.  eight. 

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Over  in  the  meadow,  in  the  reeds  on  the  shore, 


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Over  in  the  meadow,  where  the  clear  pools 

shine, 
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nine. 
"Croak!"  said  the  mother ;  "We  croak,"  said 

the  nine ; 
So  they  croaked  and  they  splashed  where  the 

cool  pools  shine. 

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Lived  a  mother  musk-rat  and  her  little  ratties  Over  in  the  meadow,  in  a  sly  little  den, 

four.  Lived  a  mother  spider  and  her  little  spiders  ten. 

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the  four ;  the  ten ; 

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on  the  shore. 

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Over  in  the  meadow,  in  the  snug  bee-hive, 
Lived   a  mother  honey-bee   and    her    little 

honeys  five. 
"Buzz!"  said  the  mother;   "We  buzz,"  said 

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Over  in  the  meadow,  in  a  nest  built  of  sticks, 
Lived  a  mother  crow  and  her  little  crows  six. 
"Caw!"    said  the  mother;    "We  caw,"    said 

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Over  in  the  meadow,  in  the  soft  summer  even, 
Lived   a   mother   firefly   and   her  little  flies 

eleven. 
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the  eleven ; 
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summer  even. 

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Over  in  the  meadow,  where  the  men  dig  and 

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"Toil!"  said  the  mother;  "We  toil,"  said  the 

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built  of  sticks.  dig  and  delve. 

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The  Chipmunk, 


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2.  Their  par- lor  was  lined  with  the  soft- est    of    wool, 

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chip !  .  Their  kitchen  was  warm  and  their  pantry  was  f  ull,  Chip-pe-ree,chip-pe-ree, 
chip !    .  They  cared  not  a  bit  when  they  heard  the  wind  blow,Chip-pe-ree,chip-pe-ree, 


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chip !    And  there  they  lived  on  and  they  never  paid  rent,  Chipperee,chipperee,  chip ! 
chip !    You  nev-er  saw  darlings  so  pretty  and  shy,   Chip-pe-ree, chip-pe-ree,  chip ! 
chip !  But  oh, in  the  spring  how  their  bright  eyes  will  peep, Chipperee,chipperee, chip  I 


32 


My  Cat  and   Dog. 


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field-mouse  oft  sat    and  beheld  the  fair  scene."  This  is     tru  -  ly    a     ver    -  y  fine 
blithe  as      a    lark,  and  his  sleep  too  was  sound,  As  he    lay     in  his  hole,  far  from 
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dan  -  ger  and    noise,  Not  hunt  -  ed    by    dogs,   nor 
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34 


The  Honest  Old  Toad. 


Anon. 
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Geo.  H.  Lomas. 


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Three  Kittens. 


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The  Mountain  Goatherd. 


R.  Caldwell. 
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38 


Anon. 

With  intense  expression. 


L.  B.  Marshall. 


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The  Woodmouse. 


Mary  Howitt. 


A.  Dawson. 


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And    it   wak  -  eth    to     its  sum  -mer  life,  When  the  night- in  -gale    is  sing-ing. 


English  "  Band  of  Mercy  Melodies.' 


(66) 


40 


The  Water-Drinkers. 


J.  Saffery. 

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The  Grey  Kitten, 


Jane  Campbell. 
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"So     will      I,     from     all        I       meet,       On  -  ly     draw     the     good  and  sweet.' 


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The  Song  of  the  Bee. 


Anon. 

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The  Cricket. 


From  the  Latin  of  Vincent  Bouune  by  Cowper. 


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The  Bluebird, 


Emily  Huntington  Miller. 
Cheerfully. 


Leonard  B.  Marshall. 


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The  Wounded  Curlew. 


Celia  Thaxter. 
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And   then,   oh   then,  his  tender  voice 
sweet, 
Is  shaken  with  his  pain, 
For  broken   are   his   pinions    strong   and 
fleet, 
Never  to  soar  again. 

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lives, 
Once  glad  and  blithe  and  free, 
And  in  his  prison  limits  frets  and  strives 
His  ancient  self  to  be. 


6  The  little  sandpipers  about  him  play, 
The  shining  waves  they  skim, 
Or  round  his  feet  they  seek  their  food  ,  and 
stay, 
As  if  to  comfort  him. 


My  pity  cannot  help  him,  though  his  plaint 

Brings  tears  of  wistfulness; 
Still   must  he  grieve  and  mourn,   forlorn 
and  faint, 

None  may  his  wrong  redress, 


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The  Wounded  Curlew. 

8  0    bright-eyed  boy!   was  there  no  better  9  O  children,  drop  the  gun,  the  cruel  stone! 
way  Oh,  listen  to  ray  words ! 

A  moment's  joy  to  gain,  And   hear  with   me  the   wounded  curlew 

Than  to  make  sorrow  that  must  mar  the  moan — 

day  Have  mercy  on  the  birds ! 

With  such  despairing  pain? 


56 


A  Cry  for  Liberty. 


Anon. 


M.  W.  Seeley. 


1.  O      Lib    -   er -ty!  sweet  Lib  -    er-ty!    I     pine     and  faint  for  thee !        Fain 

2.  E'en  though  my   lit- tie       dai  -    ly  needs  Each  morn-ing  are      sup-plied,         A 

3.  I      loathe  the  sil  -  ver  -  sand  -  ed  floor,  The  bars    of  glit-t'ring  brass;        I 

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long      to  build    my  lone    -   ly   nest 'Neath  corn    or     tan -gled  grass, 

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Bird  Thoughts. 


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store  of     de  -  light,         O       del  -  i    -    cate     crea-ture, 


Yel  -  low  -  bird,  where  did  you 
Where  do  you  hide  such  a 
To  think  we   are  neigh  -  bors     of 

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Like      a    mel-low   morning    sun    -   beam  bright   And     o  -  ver-flow 
Bring -ing  your  ferndown  and   floss  to    re    -   line     The  nest  worn  thin 

Lit  -  tie  you  dream  that  in  spite  of  their  cares, Here's    a  whole  fam 


breast  be   -  dropped  with     am  -  her?   With  your  gold-en   breast  be-dropped  with  am  -  ber? 
ing     with    mu     -     sic       ten  -  der!     And      o  -  ver-flow -ing     with   inn   -   sic     ten-der! 
by       the     win     -     ter    weath-er!      The   nest  worn  thin  by       the    win  -  ter   weath-er! 
i     -     ly,   proud  to       a  -  dore   you!  Here's  a  whole  fam  -i    -    ly  proud  to   a-  dore   you! 

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Lines  to  a  Seabird. 


M.  A.  Stodart. 
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2.  Rob-ert  of   Lin-coln   is    gay     -    ly  drest,Wear-ing   a  bright-black  wed-d in g  coat; 

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nice  new  coat  is    mine,  Sure  there  was  never  a    bird    so     fine, 
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The  Constant  Dove. 


Celia  Thaxter. 

With  deep  interest. 


L.  B.  Marshall. 


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Bright  she  shone  in  the  autumn  air, 
Turning  her  head  from  the  left  to  the  right ; 
Only  to  watch  her  was  such  delight  I 

4  "  Coo !  "  she  murmured,  "  poor  little  thing, 
What  will  you  do  when  the  frosts  shall  stinj 
Spiders  and  flies  will  be  hidden  or  dead, 
Snow  underneath  and  snow  overhead." 


He  laughed  so  loud  that  his  laugh  I  heard. 
"How  can  you  be  such  a  stupid  bird! 
What  are  your  wings  for,  tell  me,  pray, 
But  to  bear  you  from  tempests  and  cold  away  I 

7  "  Merrily  off  to  the  south  I  fly, 
?    In  search  of  the  summer,  presently, 
And  warmth  and  beauty  I'll  find  anew. 
Why  don't  you  follow  the  summer,  too?" 


5  Nuthatch  paused  in  his  busy  care : 
"And  what  will  you  do,  O  white  dove  fair  ?" 
"Oh,  kind  hands  feed  me  with  crumbs  and 

grain, 
And  I  wait  with  patience  for  spring  again." 
Copyright,  1897,  by  S.  J.  Eddt, 


But  she  cooed  content  on  the  sunny  eaves, 
And  looked  askance  at  the  reddening  leaves ; 
And  grateful  I  wh  ispered :  "O  white  dove  true, . 
I'll    feed    you    and  love    you  the   winter 
through." 


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64 


The  Little  Maiden  and  the  Little  Bird 


Lydia  Mama  Child. 


Little  Songs  for  Little  Singers. 


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"  Lit-tle  bird !  lit-tle  bird !  who'll  guide  thee 
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To  greener    fields  and  warm-er  sky ; 
O  -  ver  the    hills  and   o-ver  the  sea? 
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Beauty  bright  flow'rs  I  '11  bring  a  -  new,  And  fresh, ripe  cherries  all  wet  with  dew." 

And  my  snug  nest  in  the  old     oak  tree."  "  Lit-tle  bird !  litttle  bird  !  stay  with  me." 

When  spring  returns  with  pattering  rain,      You  '11  hear  my  mer-ry  song    a  -  gain." 

Fool-ish  one, come  in  the  house  to  stay,      For  I'm  ver  -  y  sure  you'll  lose  your  way.' 

I  will  be  free  as  the  rush  -  ing  air,     And  sing  of  sun-shine       ev  -  'ry-where.' 


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The  Voice  of  the  Helpless. 


Carlotta  Perry.     (  Adapted.  ) 
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3.  Oh!        love    -  ly,  un  -  think  -  ing  maid  -  en,  The        wing  that  a  -  dorns  your 

4.  Oh!      moth  -    er  you     clasp     your  dar  -  ling  Close        to  your         lov  -   ing 

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hat,       Has  the  ra    -    diance  rare,    that    God  placed  there ;  But    I      see  in    place     of 

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O'er    hill  and  dale     and  dais- ied   lea,     Nor  knew  the  shad-ow    of      a    care; 
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No  more  thro' leaf  -  y  groves   I  range,   The  nest   no  long-er     is     my  home! 
That  what  was  once  too  short    a  day       Un-end-ingseems,des-pite  my  song! 


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Hattie  M.  Vose. 


JTriULMUlUV.  N         J>  IS         v 


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With  brilliancy. 


My  Neighbors. 


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3.  Swal-lows      are     twit  -  ter  -  ing     un  -  der       my    eaves, 


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Lives  the     brown 
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Bees    in    the      clo  -ver  are   dron  -  ing       all   day. 


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A  Finished  Nest. 


Anon.  JPaul  Ambrose. 


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2.  Who  can  view  such  art  -  ful        la-bor  Rent  and  spoilt  with  -  out    a      sigh? 


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Of  a  sudden,  the  day  before  Christmas, 

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And  which  are  the  happiest,  truly 

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The  sparrows  who  share  in  the  Christmas 

Or  the  children  who  love  them  well! 

How  sweet  that  they  should  remember, 

With  faith  so  full  and  sure, 
That  the  children's  bounty  awaked  them 

The  whole  wide  country  o'er! 
When  this  pretty  story  was  told  me 

By  one  who  had  helped  to  rear 
The  rustling  grain  for  th  3  merry  birds 

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To  make  God's  innocent  creatures  see 

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O  Painter  of  the  Fruits  and  Flowers. 


1  O  Painter  of  the  fruits  and  flowers! 

We  thank  thee  for  thy  wise  design, 
Whereby  these  human  hands  of  ours 
In  Nature's  garden  work  with  thine. 

2  And  thanks  that  from  our  daily  need 

The  joy  of  simple  faith  is  born ; 
That  he  who  smites  the  summer  weed, 
May  trust  thee  for  the  autumn  corn. 


Tune: — "Park  Street." 

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Who  sows  a  field,  or  trains  a  flower, 
Or  plants  a  tree,  is  more  than  all. 

4  For  he  who  blesses  most  is  blest; 

And  God  and  man  shall  own  his  worth, 
W7ho  toils  to  leave  as  his  bequest 
An  added  beauty  to  the  earth. 


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The  time  of  harvest  shall  be  given ; 
The  flower  shall  bloom,  the  fruit  shall  grow, 
If  not  on  earth,  at  last  in  heaven. 

John  Gbeenleaf  Whittier. 

Words  by  permission  of  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.       (127) 


88  Praise  June! 

Edith  M.  Thomas. 

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Mary  E.  Wilkins. 
With  expression. 


April  Song. 


Leonard  B  Marshall. 


1.  Now  wil  -  lows  have  their  pus    -     sies,  Now  ferns     in   mead  -  ow  -  lands 

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Edith  M.  Thomas. 


The  Day's  Eye. 


Paul  Ambrose. 


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A  Summer  Morning. 


William  W.  Caldwell 
Brilliantly. 


Leonard  B.  Marshall. 


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Hail  to  the  Elm, 


N.  S.  Dodge. 

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Autumn  Song. 


Emilie  Poulsson. 


Emory  P.  Russell. 


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The  snow-clouds  are  up     in  the    sky 


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With-out     all  their  crim-son  and  gold. 

So  snug  -  ly,  till   win  -  ter  is     o'er. 

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The  Beautiful  Woods. 


Sarah  C.  Padelford. 


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Song  of  Liberty. 


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Not  gained  by   sword   or        bat  -  tie     bow,     But   love's   su  -  pe  -  rior   pow'rs. 


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103 


The  Morning  Light  Is  Breaking. 


George  T.  Angell. 
Moderate. 


H.   KOTZSCHMAR. 


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2.  The      morn-ing     light     is      break  -  ing,  The     dark  -  ness    dis  -  ap  -  pears, 

3.  The      morn-ing     light     is     break  -  ing,  The     dark  -  ness    dis  -  ap  -  pears, 


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Hu  -  man  -  i  -  ty  is  wak  -  ing,  And  peace  on  earth  ap- pears; 
Good  tid  -   ings    to      all      na      -     tions,  To     set        at        rest    all  fears ; 


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cean  The    sto  -  ry  shall  be     borne, 


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now     the  age      of        glo       -      ry,    Shall  come  to        ev   -    'ry        shore.     , 
kind  -  ness  an  (I pro  -   tec     -      tion     To     beast,and      bird,    and       man.  .    . 


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104 

James  Russell  Lowell. 

Con  spirito.  Alia  marcia. 


True  Freedom, 


Geo.  H.  Lomas. 


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Allegro  maestoso. 


The  Fatherland. 


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Closing  Hymn 


"Manoah" 
Dr.  L.  Mason. 


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"  The  great  advancement  of  the  world,  through- 
out all  ages,  is  to  be  measured  by  the  increase 
of  humanity  and  the  decrease  of  cruelly."      .     . 

Sir  Arthur  Helps. 


(156) 


PART  II. 


HUMANE  EDUCATION. 

QUOTATIONS    CONCERNING   THE   IMPORTANCE    OF   HUMANE    EDUCATION. 

" Every  first  thing  continues  forever  with  a  child;  the  first  color,  the  first  music, 
the  first  flower  paint  the  foreground  of  his  life.  The  first  inner  or  outer  object  of  love, 
injustice,  or  such  like,  throw  a  shadow  immeasurably  far  along  his  after  years." — Jean 
Paul  Richler. 


"  One  thing  I  think  must  be  clear :  till  man  has  learnt  to  feel  for  all  his  sentient  fel- 
low creatures,  whether  in  human  or  in  brutal  form,  of  his  own  class  and  sex  and  coun- 
try, or  of  another,  he  has  not  yet  ascended  the  first  step  towards  true  civilization  nor 
applied  the  first  lesson  from  the  love  of  God.11 — Miss  Frances  Power  Cobbe. 


"  He  ( the  child  )  should  be  taught  that  knowledge  is  worthless  if  undirected  by  the 
benevolent  virtues,  that  there  is  no  being  so  insignificant  as  to  be  unworthy  of  his  com- 
miseration and  protection,  be  it  the  worm  which  crawls  upon  the  ground,  or  the  suffer- 
ing orphan,  widow,  or  stranger.11 — Henry  Bergh. 


"The  humane  instinct  will  assuredly  continue  to  develop.  And  it  should  be  ob- 
served that  to  advocate  the  rights  of  animals  is  far  more  than  to  plead  for  compassion 
or  justice  towards  the  victims  of  ill-usage  ;  it  is  not  only,  and  not  primarily,  for  the  sake 
of  the  victims  that  we  plead,  but  for  the  sake  of  mankind  itself.  Our  true  civilization, 
our  race-progress,  our  humanity  (in  the  best  sense  of  the  term)  are  concerned  in  this 
development;  it  is  ourselves,  our  own  vital  instincts  that  we  wrong  when  we  trample  on 
the  rights  of  the  fellow-beings,  human  or  animal,  over  whom  we  chance  to  hold  jurisdic- 
tion.11—  Henry  S.  Salt. 

(157) 


HUMANE  EDUCATION. 

"However  loftily  the  intellect  of  man  may  have  been  gifted,  however  skilfully  it 
may  have  been  trained,  if  it  be  not  guided  by  a  sense  of  justice,  a  love  of  mankind,  and 
a  devotion  to  duty,  its  possessor  is  only  a  more  splendid,  as  he  is  a  more  dangerous  bar- 
barian.11—  Horace  Mann. 


"Thoughtless  and  unfeeling  conduct,  which  rapidly  develops  into  downright  cruel- 
ty, is  exercised  first  and  most  largely  toward  the  brute  creation,  because  of  its  helpless- 
ness and  the  larger  opportunity.  It  may  begin  very  early.  An  innocent  baby  will,  in 
his  exuberant  happiness,  squeeze  a  poor  kitten  nearly  to  death,  and  try  to  put  his  fin- 
gers into  its  eyes ;  but  the  baby^  innocence  is  no  reason  for  allowing  him  a  pastime 
which  gives  pain  to  a  living  creature.  The  kitten  has  rights  which  even  a  baby  can  be 
taught  to  respect ;  and  the  baby  has  the  right  to  an  early  training  which  will  make  him, 
by  and  by,  a  benevolent  and  humane  member  of  society,  and  not  a  selfish  and  thought- 
less one.11 — Mrs.  Mary  F.  Lovell. 


In  an  address  on  the  means  of  inculcating  the  duty  and  pleasure  of  kindness  and 
mercy,  Mr.  Geo.  T.  Angellsaid: — 

"We  have  long  ago  found  that  the  great  remedy  for  all  these  wrongs  lies,  not  in 
law  and  prosecuting  officers,  but  in  the  public  and  private  schools;  that  a  thousand 
cases  of  cruelty  can  be  prevented  by  kind  words  and  humane  education,  for  every  one 
that  can  be  prevented  by  prosecution ;  and  that  if  we  are  ever  going  to  accomplish  any- 
thing of  permanent  value  for  the  protection  of  those  whom  our  Societies  are  organized 
to  protect,  it  must  be  through  the  kind  assistance  of  the  teachers  in  our  public  and  pri- 
vate schools. 

"  We  found  another  important  fact,  that  when  children  were  taught  to  be  kind  to 
animals,  to  spare  in  springtime  the  mother-bird  with  its  nest  full  of  young,  to  pat  the 
horses,  and  play  with  the  dogs,  and  speak  kindly  to  all  harmless  living  creatures,  they 
become  more  kind,  not  only  to  animals,  but  also  to  each  other." 


The  object  of  Bands  of  Mercy  is  to  encourage  in  every  possible  way  brave,  gen- 
erous, noble,  and  merciful  deeds  ;  to  protect  not  only  the  dependent  races,  but  also  every 
suffering  human  being  that  needs  and  deserves  protection.  Mrs.  M.  L.  Schaffter  says : 
"  A  Band  of  Mercy  would  so  teach  the  children  that  they  may  become  judicious  philan- 
thropists, and  the  pledges  merely  demand  justice  and  kindness  to  the  fellow  creature, 
whether  it  be  an  erring  man,  a  suffering  child,  a  dumb  animal,  or  any  living 
creature/1   ,   .   ,  . 

(158) 


HUMANE  EDUCATION. 

"  Starting  with  the  fact  that  all  such  reforms  must  begin  with  the  children,  because 
their  hearts  are  tender,  because  they  are  impressionable,  and  because  they  indirectly 
educate  their  parents,  a  Band  of  Mercy  might  be  justly  termed  a  preparatory  class  for 
a  Humane  Society.  In  our  public  schools  to-day  are  the  men  and  women  of  our  future ; 
perhaps  side  by  side  may  sit  the  future  criminal  and  the  judge,  and  just  so  surely  as  the 
insects  under  the  seas  are  building  the  coral  reefs,  are  the  children  of  the  present  build- 
ing the  future  of  our  land,  its  moral  and  political  government.  Oh,  the  importance  then 
of  sowing  the  seeds  of  mercy  and  justice,  of  touching  the  hearts  while  tender,  for  the 
lessons  learned  in  early  youth  are  the  last  to  be  forgotten ;  like  the  snatch  of  the  song, 
they  will  come  to  mind,  and  often  they  govern  our  actions  with  an  indefinable  influence. 

"'The  beginning  is  half  of  the  whole,'  as  the  old  Greeks  said.  Touch  a  child's 
heart,  make  it  to  vibrate  with  the  sufferings  of  another,  make  it  to  have  sympathy, 
sympathy  in  its  truest  sense,  a  like  suffering  for  every  object  of  distress,  and  the 
child  willingly  goes  to  the  rescue.  Make  the  young  to  have  pity  for  the  beasts  that 
suffer  and  are  dumb,  teach  them  of  the  uses  that  animals  are  to  man,  how  blank  and 
hard  our  lives  would  be  without  their  service ;  tell  them  how  much  we  owe  our  friends 
in  furs  and  feathers,  and  then  we  reach  a  higher  work,  the  moral  obligation  of 
man  as  a  superior  animal  to  protect  the  weak  and  defenceless,  and  so  we  proceed  until 
that  highest  sphere  is  reached  —  man's  duty  to  man  — but  the  task  grows  lighter,  the 
corner  stone  lias  been  laid,  for  the  child  who  has  learned  to  love  and  protect  the  dumb 
animals  will  never  be  cruel  to  a  fellow  human  beino;." 


"  This  teaching  f  kindness  to  animals  '  may  seem  a  very  simple  thing,  but  the  more 
one  looks  into  its  merits,  the  more  searching  and  penetrating  does  this  spiritualizing 
influence  prove  to  be,  bringing  about  a  real  change  of  heart  and  of  action,  inspiring 
love,  justice,  and  compassion  in  the  place  of  thoughtless  selfishness  and  heedless  cruelty ; 
training  the  mind  to  apprehend  and  the  heart  to  sympathize  with  the  claims  and  needs  of  the 
lowly  creatures  who  form  the  theoretical  object  lesson  which  proves  of  unfailing  interest  to 
the  children,  and  it  is  not  difficult  to  see  how  the  r  protecting  sympathy '  which  a  child 
may  be  taught  to  feel  toward  its  helpless  dumb  companion  may  become  in  after  years  the 
noble,  altruistic  sentiment  which  animates  the  life  of  the  philanthropist." — G.  Kendall. 


METHODS. 

QUOTATION   FROM    MR.    DE    SAILLY. 

Mr.  de  Sailly,  the  eminent  French  teacher,  said:  —  "I  have  long  been  convinced 
that  kindness  to  animals  is  productive  of  great  results,  and  that  it  is  not  only  the  most 

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powerful  cause  of  material  prosperity,  but  also  the  beginning  of  moral  perfection.     .     . 

"  My  method  of  teaching  kindness  to  animals  has  the  advantage  of  in  no  way  in- 
terfering with  the  regular  routine  of  my  school.  Two  days  in  the  week  all  our  lessons 
are  conducted  with  reference  to  this  subject.  For  instance,  in  the  reading  class,  I  choose 
a  book  upon  animals,  and  always  find  time  for  useful  instruction  and  good  advice. 
My  '  copies  '  for  writing  are  facts  in  natural  history,  and  impress  upon  the  pupils  ideas 
of  justice  and  kindness  towards  useful  animals. 

"In  written  exercises,  in  spelling  and  composition,  I  teach  the  good  care  which 
should  be  taken  of  domestic  animals,  and  the  kindness  which  should  be  shown  them. 
I  prove  that  by  not  overworking  them,  and  by  keeping  them  in  clean  and  roomy  stables, 
feeding  them  well,  and  treating  them  kindly  and  gently,  a  greater  profit  and  larger  crops 
may  be  obtained  than  by  abusing  them.  I  also  speak,  in  this  connection,  of  certain 
small  animals  which,  although  in  a  wild  state,  are  very  useful  to  farmers. 

"The  results  of  my  instruction  have  been,  and  are,  exceedingly  satisfactory. 
My  ideas  have  deeply  impressed  my  pupils,  and  have  exercised  the  best  influence  upon 
their  lives  and  characters.  Ever  since  I  introduced  the  subject  into  my  school  I  have 
found  the  children  less  disorderly,  and  more  gentle  and  affectionate  towards  each  other. 
They  feel  more  and  more  kindly  towards  animals,  and  have  entirely  given  up  the  cruel 
practice  of  robbing  nests  and  killing  small  birds.  They  are  touched  by  the  suffering 
and  misery  of  animals,  and  the  pain  which  they  feel  when  they  see  them  cruelly  used 
has  been  the  means  of  exciting  other  persons  to  pity  and  compassion.11 


WHAT    HAS    BEEN    DONE    IN    THE    UNITED    STATES    AND   IN    ENGLAND. 

In  the  States  of  Maine  and  Washington,  there  are  laws  which  require  the  teaching 
of  kindness  to  animals.     In  Washington,  the  law  reads  as  follows  : — 

"No  less  than  ten  minutes  each  week  must  be  devoted  to  systematic  teaching  of 
kindness  to  not  only  our  domestic  animals,  but  to  all  living  creatures.11 

This  is  the  law  in  Maine  :  — 

"And  it  also  shall  be  the  duty  of  all  teachers  in  the  public  schools  of  this  State  to 
devote  not  less  than  ten  minutes  of  each  week  of  the  school -term  to  teaching  to  the  chil- 
dren under  their  charge,  the  principles  of  kindness  to  birds  and  animals.11 

In  Oil  City,  Pa.,  Mr.  C.  A.  Babcock,  Superintendent  of  Schools,  has  inaugurated 
an  annual  Bird  Day  on  the  first  Friday  in  May,  in  which  essays,  poems,  observa- 
tions of  pupils  and  interesting  facts  concerning  the  habits,  uses,  and  peculiarities  of 
birds  shall  be  presented  in  public  exercises. 

The  object  is  to  increase  the  study  of  Nature,  to  develop  habits  of  observation,  and 
to  cultivate  kindness  to  our  feathered  friends,  without  which  insects  would  destroy  our 
fruits  and  grains  and  render  man's  existence  on  earth  precarious  if  not  impossible. 

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"It  is  to  be  hoped  that  Bird  Day  may  be  observed  in  all  the  schools  of  this  na- 
tion."— Journal  of  Education. 

In  Providence,  R.  L,  Hon.  H.  S.  Tarbell,  L.L.D.,  Superintendent  of  Schools,  has 
sent  a  letter  to  the  teachers,  suggesting  the  desirability  of  teaching  kindness  to  animals 
by  short  talks  and  readings  by  the  teachers,  with  humane  essays  by  the  pupils  and 
reports  of  their  observations  of  birds  and  animals.  He  suggests  also  that  Bands  of 
Mercy  be  organized. 

In  Birmingham,  England,  the  plan  of  teaching  kindness  to  animals  was  adopted 
in  the  Board  Schools  about  eighteen  years  ago,  and  it  still  continues  with  very  satisfac- 
tory results.  This  teaching  has  also  been  adopted  in  other  places,  among  which  are 
Bristol,  Brighton,  and  Coventry. 

76,617  Humane  Essays  were  written  in  the  sixty -five  hundred  schools  of  London 
in  1893,  for  which  twelve  hundred  prizes  were  distributed  by  her  Royal  Highness  the 
Duchess  of  Fife  at  the  Crystal  Palace  on  June  2,  1894. 


BANDS   OF   MERCY. 


Founders  of  American  Band  of  Mercy.— Geo.  T.  Angell  and  Kev.  Thomas  Timmins. 
Prominent  Members  in  the  Bands  of  Mercy  in  America. 

Archbishops  and  Bishops  in  the  Roman  Catholic  and  Episcopal  churches,  eminent 
clergymen  in  the  various  denominations,  chancellors,  presidents,  and  professors  connected 
with  our  leading  universities  and  colleges,  state,  city,  and  country  superintendents  of 
schools,  teachers  in  the  public  schools,  governors,  judges,  eminent  lawyers  and  physi- 
cians, wealthy  business  men,  bankers,  editors,  statesmen,  generals,  and  others  are 
enrolled  among  their  membership. 

Over  twenty-seven  thousand  branches  of  the  Parent  American  Band  of  Mercy  have 
been  formed,  with  probably  over  eight  hundred  thousand  members. 

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BAND   OF   MERCY   PLEDGE. 

"i  WILL  TRY  TO  BE  KIND  TO  ALL  LIVING  CREATURES,  AND  WILL  TRY  TO  PROTECT 

THEM*  FROM  CRUEL  USAGE." 

"What  is  the  object  of  the  Bands  of  Mercy?  "  I  answer:  "To  teach  every  child 
and  older  person  to  seize  every  opportunity  to  say  a  kind  word  or  do  a  kind  act  that  will 
make  some  other  human  being  or  dumb  creature,  happier.     .     .     . 

"In  a  large  Scottish  public  school  at  Edinburgh,  out  of  about  seven  thousand  pupils 
carefully  taught  kindness  to  the  lower  animals,  it  was  found  that  not  one  had  ever 
been  charged  with  a  criminal  offence  in  any  court. 

"Out  of  two  thousand  criminals  inquired  of  in  American  prisons,  some  years  ago, 
it  was  found  that  only  twelve  had  any  pet  animal  during  their  childhood. 

"  Edward  Everett  Hale  says :  r  We  are  all  in  the  same  boat,  both  animals  and 
men.     You  cannot  promote  kindness  to  one  without  benefiting  the  other.' 

"Is  there  anything  which  strikes  more  directly  at  the  roots  of  wars,  riots,  anarchy, 
and  every  form  of  cruelty,  than  humane  education  of  the  children  in  all  our  public,  pri- 
vate, and  Sunday  schools  ? 

"  Please  think  and  tell  me  if  you  can  find  a  better  way  under  heaven  for  making 
children  merciful  than  by  teaching  them  to  be  constantly  doing  kind  acts  and  saying 
kind  words  to  God's  lower  creatures,  by  whom  they  are  surrounded,  and  which  they  are 
meeting  on  the  streets  and  elsewhere  a  hundred  times  a  day  ? 

"  I  believe  there  is  a  great  defect  in  our  systems  of  education.  I  believe  that  in 
our  public  schools  it  is  quite  as  possible  to  develop  the  heart  as  the  intellect,  and  that 
when  this  is  required  and  done,  we  shall  not  only  have  higher  protection  for  dumb  crea- 
tures, and  so  increased  length  of  human  life,  but  also  human  life  better  developed  and 
better  worth  living.  I  believe  that  the  future  student  of  American  history  will  wonder 
that  in  the  public  schools  of  a  free  government,  whose  very  existence  depended  upon 
public  integrity  and  morals,  so  much  attention  should  have  been  paid  to  the  cultivation  of 
the  intellect,  and  so  little  to  the  cultivation  of  the  heart.     .     .     . 

"Zs  it  not  largely,  if  not  wholly,  a  question  of  education? 

"I  am  sometimes  asked,  'Why  do  you  spend  so  much  of  your  time  and  money  in 
talking  about  kindness  to  animals,  when  there  is  so  much  cruelty  to  men?'  and  I  an- 
swer, f  I  am  working  at  the  roots.''  Every  humane  publication,  every  lecture,  every  step 
in  doing  or  teaching  kindness  to  them,  is  a  step  to  prevent  crime, —  a  step  in  promoting 
the  growth  of  those  qualities  of  heart  which  will  elevate  human  souls,  even  in  the  dens 
of  sin  and  shame,  and  prepare  the  way  for  the  coming  of  peace  on  earth  and  good  will 
to  men.     .     .     . 

"Standing  before  you  as  the  advocate  of  the  lower  races,  I  declare  what  I  believe 

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cannot  be  gain-said — that  just  so  soon  and  so  far  as  we  pour  into  all  our  schools  the  songs, 
poems,  and  literature  of  mercy  towards  these  lower  creatures ,  just  so  soon  and  so  far  shall 
we  reach  the  roots  not  only  of  cruelly,  but  of  crime.'''' — George  T.  Angell. 

BANDS   OF   MERCY   IX    SCHOOLS. 

The  opportunities  of  a  teacher  to  educate  in  humanity  are  very  great.  It  is  a  sim- 
ple matter  to  form  a  Band  of  Mercy.  The  children  should  sign  the  pledge,  choose  a 
name,  and  elect  a  President  and  Secretary.  It  is  well  that  the  teacher  should  be  Presi- 
dent. It  need  take  but  a  few  minutes  of  each  week  for  the  scholars  to  repeat  together 
the  pledge.  A  time  for  exercises  of  a  miscellaneous  character,  meant  to  be  in  part  a 
recreation,  is  set  apart  in  most  schools.  This  time  can  occasionally  be  used  for  the  Band 
of  Mercy,  and  thus  avoid  hindrance  to  regular  study.  Reading  lessons,  etc.,  will  give 
the  interested  teacher  many  opportunities  for  reminders  between  the  regular  meetings. 
Many  teachers  will  gladly  use  Black  Beauty  as  supplementary  reading,  and  the 
children  are  sure  to  like  it.     Memory  gems  from  standard  authors  are  very  useful. 

In  connection  with  school  work,  it  is  suggested  that  the  children  should  write  com- 
positions on  the  subject  of  kindness  to  animals  and  to  human  beings.  With  wise  help  from 
the  teachers,  much  good  may  result  from  this  exercise,  and  it  will  aid  in  keeping  up  the 
interest. 

Good  pictures  of  animals  and  flowers  should  be  hung  on  the  walls  of  school  rooms. 

Apart  from  schools,  any  intelligent  boy  or  girl  can  form  a  Band  of  Mercy  without  cost. 
Nothing  is  required  to  be  a  member  but  to  sign  the  pledge  or  authorize  it  to  be  signed. 

The  Band  can  be  composed  entirely  of  children,  or  of  children  and  older  persons. 

There  should  be  a  President  and  Secretary  chosen,  also  a  name  for  the  Band. 

As  soon  as  the  Band  numbers  thirty  members,  report  should  be  made  to  Mr.  Geo. 
T.  Angell,  President  of  the  American  Humane  Education  Society,  19  Milk  Street, 
Boston,  Mass. 

Mr.  Angell  offers  to  send  for  one  year  to  Bands  of  Mercy  of  that  size  that  are 
formed  anywhere,  whether  in  schools  or  by  individuals,  a  copy  of  "  Our  Dumb  Animals," 
a  monthly  paper  full  of  interesting  stories  and  pictures ;  also  a  variety  of  leaflets  and  a 
badge. 

A  Good  Order  of  Exercises  for  Bands  of  Mercy  Meetings. 

1.  Sing  Band  of  Mercy  song  and  repeat  pledge  together. 

2.  Remarks  by  President,  and  reading  of  report  of  last  meeting  by  Secretary. 

o.     Readings,  recitations,  "memory  gems,"  and  anecdotes  of  good  and  noble  sayings, 
and  also  of  kind  acts  performed  to  help  both  human  and  dumb  creatures. 

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4.  Sing  Band  of  Mercy  song. 

5.  A  brief  address. 

6.  Enrollment  of  new  members, 

7.  Sing  Band  of  Mercy  song. 

Subjects  for  Composition. 

The  Rights  of  Animals  and  the  Protection  that  we  should  give  them. 

Transportation  of  Cattle,  or  Journey  from  the  Western  Plains  to  the  Market. 

How  does  Cruelty  to  Animals  affect  Meat,  Milk,  and  Fish? 

Influence  of  Humane  Education. 

Importance  of  Early  Lessons  in  Kindness. 

Some  Account  of  the  Humane  Work  done  by  Henry  Bergh. 

Some  Account  of  the  Humane  Work  done  by  Geo.  T.  Angell. 

Cruelty  to  Horses:     Check-rein,  Blinders,  Docking. 

Various  Ways  in  which  the  Tight  Check-rein  affects  the  Horse. 

Lessons  learned  from  Black  Beauty. 

Acts  of  Kindness  which  I  have  observed. 

The  Rights  of  Cats. 

The  Cruelty  of  Abandoning  Cats  when  moving  from  One  House  to  Another 

Good  Work  done  by  Frogs  and  Toads. 

The  Value  of  Bird  Life,  and  How  Birds  Help  the  Farmer. 

How  shall  we  protect  the  Birds  ? 

What  Trees  should  be  planted  to  attract  the  Birds  to  our  Farms,  and  what  Wild 
Fruit  Trees  would  they  prefer  to  the  Cultivated  Fruit  Trees  ? 

Egret  Plumes  and  how  they  are  obtained. 

Cruelty  of  keeping  Caged  Birds  and  confining  Wild  Animals. 

The  Pleasure  of  observing  closely  the  Habits  of  Animals  and  Birds. 

Examples  of  Animal  Intelligence. 

Will  Children  taught  to  be  kind  to  All  Creatures  and  thoughtful  of  Each  Others' 
Welfare  be  Better  Men  and  Women  as  a  Result  of  Such  Teaching  ? 

Reproduction  of  Stories  about  Animals  read  to  the  Younger  Children  by  the  Teachers. 

List  of  Publications. 

From  Mr.  Geo.  T.  Angell,  19  Milk  St.,  Boston,  Mass.,  valuable  leaflets  and  books 
may  be  obtained ;  among  others,  the  interesting  story  of  a  horse,  called  Black 
Beauty,  by  Anna  Sewell,  which  has  been  translated  into  many  different  languages. 
Several  hundred  thousand  copies  of  this  book  have  been  sold.  It  has  been  used  as 
a  supplementary  reader  in  public  schools,  and  is  recommended  for  that  purpose  by 

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Dr.  Wm.  T.  Harris,  Commissioner  of  Education,  U.  S.  A.  Price,  paper  bound,  10  cts., 
postage  paid. 

"  We  and  Our  Friends''''  price  5  cts.,  and  other  leaflets,  maybe  obtained  of  Mrs. 
Mary  F.  Lovell,  Box  163,  Bryn  Mawr,  Pa. 

An  assortment  of  leaflets  and  pamphlets  suitable  for  use  in  schools  and  for  distribu- 
tion elsewhere,  including  some  with  stories  of  cats,  dogs,  etc.,  can  be  obtained  from  the 
Humane  Education  Committee,  61  Westminster  St.,  Providence,  R.  I.  Price  25 
cents  in  stamps  for  assortment  of  leaflets,  postage  paid. 

Information  in  regard  to  good  and  inexpensive  pictures  for  school  rooms  will  be 
given  on  application. 

At  the  same  address  may  also  be  obtained : — 

Animals'  Rights,  by  H.  S.  Salt,  suitable  for  teachers  for  reference,  but  not 
adapted  to  the  use  of  children.     Price  40  cents,  postage  paid. 

Voices  for  the  Speechless,  a  collection  of  poems  from  standard  authors,  suit- 
able for  recitations,  etc.     Price  40  cents,  postage  paid. 

Extermination  of  Birds.     Price  10  cents ^ 

Send  postage  stamp  for  price  list  of  publications. 

Other  humane  literature  may  be  obtained  as  follows  : — 

Aims  and  Objects  of  the  Toronto  Humane  Society,  published  by  the 
Toronto  Humane  Society,  103  Bay  St.,  Toronto,  Canada.  Price  25  cents.  This 
book  contains  many  interesting  selections  and  is  suitable  for  the  use  of  teachers. 

The  Humane  Educator  and  Reciter,  a  large  collection  of  poems  and  prose 
selections,  suitable  for  recitations,  published  by  Simpkin,  Marshall,  Hamilton, 
Kent  &  Co.,  London,  England.     Price  $1.05,  postage  paid. 


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OUTLINE  OF  BAND  OF  MERCY  ENTER- 
TAINMENT. 

Note.  This  is  intended  simply  as  an  outline  and  suggestion  for  a  Band  of  Mercy  entertainment. 
There  are  more  selections  in  it  than  could  with  advantage  be  used  at  any  one  time,  and  different  songs 
can  be  used  at  different  times  from  the  Song-Book.  Each  section  is  numbered  so  that  the  teacher  or 
president  of  the  Band  of  Mercy  may  select  such  numbers  as  she  prefers,  and  so  regulate  the  length  of 
the  entertainment.  Those  who  are  to  take  part  should  be  furnished  with  a  slip  of  paper  on  which  the 
numbers  of  the  recitations  or  songs  are  given,  in  order  that  there  may  be  no  awkward  pause  in  the 
program.  The  selections  may  be  used  either  for  reading  or  recitation  as  the  president  may  think  best. 
There  are  many  poems  in  the  book  which  are  suitable  for  readings  and  recitations,  such  as  "The  Spar- 
rows," "  The  Wounded  Curlew,"  and  others  by  Celia  Thaxter ;  "  The  Voice  of  the  Helpless,"  by  Carlotta 
Perry ;  "  April  Song,"  by  Mary  E.  Wilkins ;  "  The  Brown  Thrush,"  by  Lucy  Larcom ;  "  Robert  of  Lincoln," 
by  W.  C.  Bryant;  "True  Freedom,"  and  "The  Fatherland,"  by  James  Russell  Lowell,  etc. 

SUBJFXT:  —  KINDNESS   TO   ANIMALS. 

1.  Music. 

"The  Morning  Light  is  Breaking,11*  page  143. 

2.  •      "  Among  the  noblest  in  the  land, 

Though  he  may  count  himself  the  least, 
That  man  I  honor  and  revere 
Who  without  favor,  without  fear, 
In  the  great  city  dares  to  stand, 
The  friend  of  every  friendless  beast." 

—  Henry  Wadsworth  Lour/fellow. 


"Sweet  mercy  is  nobility's  true  badge." 

—  William  Shakespeare. 

"  Birds  and  beasts, 
And  the  mute  fish  that  glances  in  the  stream, 
And  harmless  reptile,  coiling  in  the  sun, 
And  gorgeous  insect,  hovering  in  the  air, 
The  fowl  domestic,  and  the  household  dog, 
In  his  capacious  mind  he  loved  them  all. 
Their  rights  acknowledging,  he  felt  for  all; 

Rich  in  love 
And  sweet  humanity,  he  was,  himself, 
To  the  degree  that  he  desired,  beloved." 

—  Extract  from  Wordsworth's  "  The  Excursion." 

■All  the  music  referred  to  in  this  program  is  taken  from  the  first  part  of  this  book. 

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5. 
"The  bravest  are  ever  the  most  humane,  the  most  gentle,  the  most  kind;  and  if 
any  one  would  be  truly  brave,  let  him  learn  to  be  gentle  and  tender  to  every  one  and 
everything  about  him.11  —  Rev.  Arthur  Sewell,  M.A. 

6.  "  O  it  is  excellent 

To  have  a  giant's  strength,  but  it  is  tyrannous 
To  use  it  like  a  giant.'" —  Shakespeare. 
7. 
"If  all  the  birds  should  die,  not  a  human  being  could  live  on  the  earth,  for  the  in- 
sects on  which  the  birds  live  would  increase  so  enormously  as  to  destroy  all  vegetation.1' 

—  Michelet. 
8. 
Prof.  E.   E.  Fish    estimates   that  birds   save,    for  agricultural   purposes   alone, 
annually,  one  hundred  million  dollars  in  the  United  States,  and  we  are  told  that  insect 
life  in  many  places  has  increased  so  as  to  make  human  life  almost  unendurable. 

9.  Extract  from  the  "Birds  ok  Killing  worth.11 

"Think,  every  morning  when  the  sun  peeps  through 

The  dim,  leaf -latticed  windows  of  the  grove, 
How  jubilant  the  happy  birds  renew 

Their  old  melodious  madrigals  of  love! 
And  when  you  think  of  this,  remember,  too, 

'Tis  always  morning  somewhere,  and  above 
The  awakening  continents,  from  shore  to  shore, 
Somewhere  the  birds  are  singing  evermore. 

Think  of  your  woods  and  orchards  without  birds! 
Of  empty  nests  that  cling  to  boughs  and  beams, 


Will  bleat  of  flocks  or  bellowing  of  herds 

Make  up  for  the  lost  music,  when  your  teams 
Drag  home  the  stingy  harvest,  and  no  more 
The  feathered  gleaners  follow  to  your  door? 


You  call  them  thieves  and  pillagers ;  but  know 

They  are  the  winged  wardens  of  your  farms, 
Who  from  the  cornfields  drive  the  insidious  foe, 

And  from  your  harvest  keep  a  hundred  harms. 
Even  the  blackest  of  them  all,  the  crow, 

Renders  good  service  as  your  man-at-arms, 
Crushing  the  beetle  in  his  coat-of-mail, 
And  crying  havoc  on  the  slug  and  snail." 

—  Henry  Wadsworth  Longfellow. 
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10.  Music. 

"The  Voice  of  the  Helpless,1'  page  95  ;  or  "Don't  Kill  the  Birds,"  page  89  ;  or  any 
other  song  about  birds. 

11.  Arabs  and  Their  Horses. 

The  Arabs  never  use  whips  to  their  horses.  The  horses  are  generally  not  tied, 
but  they  never  stray  from  their  master's  tent.  They  even  go  into  the  tent  and  lie  down 
there,  treading  cautiously  till  they  reach  their  own  place. 

12. 

H.  W.  Herbert,  in  his  "Hints  to  Horse  Keepers,"  says:  "The  check,  or  bearing- 
rein,  is  an  unaccountable  mistake  in  harness  invention.  While  it  holds  the  horses  head 
in  an  unnatural,  ungraceful,  and  uncomfortable  position,  it  gives  the  mouth  a  callous, 
horny  character,  and  entirely  destroys  all  chance  for  fine  driving. 

"Over  five  hundred  veterinary  surgeons  have  signed  a  petition  condemning  the 
tight  check-rein  as  painful  to  horses  and  productive  of  disease." 

13.  Thoughtlessness. 

"Yes,  I  believe  that  it  is  thoughtlessness  that  underlies  the  brutalities  of  the  pleasure- 
seeker  which,  in  their  aggregate,  are  greater  than  the  brutalities  of  the  battle-field.  Think 
of  the  fox-hunting,  deer-stalking,  pigeon-shooting,  and  the  horse-racing  atrocities. 
Think  of  the  cruel  suffering  perpetrated  by  the  fashionable  woman  who  drives  her  horse 
mutilated  in  the  tail  and  tortured  into  the  most  unnatural  position  with  that  contrivance 
worthy  the  Spanish  inquisition — the  over-check.  Is  it  thoughtlessness?  But  thought- 
lessness is  so  selfish,  and  selfishness  is  sin,  and  it  will  never  vanish  until  religion  rebukes 
and  redeems  the  soul  into  thoughtfulness." — Jenkin  Lloyd  Jones. 

14.  Music. 

"The  Arab's  Farewell  to  his  Favorite  Steed,"  page  52;  or  "Dare  to  do  Right," 
page  24. 

15. 

Do  not  chain  up  your  dog,  but  give  him  freedom  to  exercise  as  his  nature  demands. 
His  entire  physical  being  is  framed  for  activity,  and  he  suffers  greatly  if  kept  chained  up  ; 
moreover,  there  is  danger  of  his  becoming  ill,  and  perhaps  rabid.  He  will  not  be 
nearly  so  likely  to  run  away  if  you  treat  him  well. 

It  is  well  known  that  even  a  good  natured  dog  will  be  made  cross  and  dangerous  by 
being  chained  up.  An  ugly  dog,  who  cannot  be  trusted  to  run  loose,  had  better  be  hu- 
manely disposed  of  than  kept  to  suffer.  Remember  that  these  household  friends  depend 
upon  you  for  their  happiness. 

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Chained. 


'Twas  only  a  dog  in  a  kennel, 

And  little  the  noise  he  made, 
But  it  seemed  to  me  as  I  heard  it, 

I  knew  what  the  old  dog  said : 

n  Another  long  day  to  get  over, 
Will  nobody  loosen  my  chain, 

Just  for  a  run  round  the  meadow, 
Then  fasten  me  up  again? 

"  What's  left  in  my  trough  is  all  stagnant, 
Matted  with  tufts  of  hair ; 


My  kennel  is  littered  and  filthy— 
I'd  rather  my  kennel  was  bare. 

"  Bones  ?  Why  I  heartily  loath  them ! 

Nothing  but  bones  and  meat ! 
Till  I  hate  my  existence  and  envy 

The  dogs  that  starve  in  the  street. 

"  Give  me  my  old  life  of  freedom ! 

Give  me  a  plunge  and  a  swim ! 
A  dash  and  a  dive  in  the  river, 

A  shake  and  a  splash  in  the  brim." 


The  Baby's  Guakdian. 

A  gentleman  in  Connecticut  took  not  long  ago  a  collie  from  the  Lothian  Kennels  at 
Stepney.  The  dog,  after  the  fashion  of  its  kind,  soon  made  himself  one  of  the  family, 
and  assumed  especial  responsibilities  in  connection  with  the  youngest  child,  a  girl, 
three  years  of  age.  It  happened  one  day  in  November  that  the  father  was  returning  from 
a  drive,  and  as  he  neared  his  house  he  noticed  the  dog  in  a  pasture  which  was  separated 
by  a  stone  wall  from  the  road.  From  behind  this  wall  the  collie  would  spring  up,  bark, 
and  then  jump  down  again,  constantly  repeating  it.  Leaving  his  horse  and  going  to  the 
spot  he  found  his  little  girl  seated  on  a  stone,  with  the  collie  wagging  his  tail  and  keeping 
guard  beside  her.  In  the  light  snow  their  path  could  be  plainly  seen  and  as  he  traced 
it  back  he  saw  where  the  little  one  had  walked  several  times  round  an  open  well  in  the 
pasture.  Very  close  to  the  brink  were  the  prints  of  the  baby's  shoes,  but  still  closer  on 
the  edge  of  the  well  were  the  tracks  of  the  collie  who  had  evidently  kept  between  her 
and  the  well.  I  need  not  tell  you  of  the  feeling  of  the  father  as  he  saw  the  fidelity  of  the 
dumb  creature,  walking  between  the  child  and  what  might  otherwise  have  been  a  terrible 
death. —  From  "  Our  Dumb  Animals.'1'' 

16.  Music. 

"Loving  Kindness  to  All,"  page  36. 

17.  One  Woman  in  England. 

Some  years  ago,  in  a  foreign  city,  horses  were  continually  slipping  on  the  smooth 
and  icy  pavement  of  a  steep  hill,  up  which  loaded  wagons  and  carts  were  constantly 
moving.  Yet  no  one  seemed  to  think  of  any  better  remedy  than  to  beat  and  curse  the 
animals  who  tugged  and  pulled  and  slipped  on  the  hard  stones. 

No  one  thought  of  a  better  way,  except  a  poor  old  woman,  who  lived  at  the  foot  of 

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the  hill.  It  hurt  her  so,  to  see  the  poor  horses  slip  and  fall  on  the  slippery  pavement, 
that  every  morning,  old  and  feeble  as  she  was,  with  trembling  steps  she  climbed  the  hill 
and  emptied  her  ash-pan,  and  such  ashes  as  she  could  collect  from  her  neighbors,  on  the 
smoothest  spot. 

At  first  the  teamsters  paid  her  very  little  attention,  but  after  a  little  they  began  to 
look  for  her,  to  appreciate  her  kindness,  to  be  ashamed  of  their  own  cruelty,  and  to  listen 
to  her  requests,  that  they  would  be  more  gentle  with  their  beasts. 

The  town  officials  heard  of  the  old  lady's  work  and  they  were  ashamed  too,  and  set 
to  work  levelling  the  hill  and  re-opening  the  pavement.  Prominent  men  came  to  know 
what  the  old  woman  had  done,  and  it  suggested  to  them  an  organization  for  doing  such 
work  as  the  old  lady  had  inaugurated.  All  this  made  the  teamsters  so  grateful,  that  they 
went  among  their  employers  and  others  with  a  subscription  paper,  and  raised  a  fund 
which  bought  the  old  lady  a  comfortable  annuity  for  life.  So  one  poor  old  woman  and 
her  ash-pan  not  only  kept  the  poor  overloaded  horses  from  falling,  and  stopped  the  blows 
and  curses  of  their  drivers,  but  made  every  animal  in  the  city  more  comfortable,  im- 
proved and  beautified  the  city  itself,  and  excited  an  epoch  of  good  feeling  and  kindness, 
the  end  of  which  no  one  can  tell. — Rev.  F.  M.  Todd,  Manassas,  Virginia. 

18.  Music.     "Little  Gustava,"  by  Celia  Thaxter,  page  39. 

19.  About  Cats. 

Dr.  W.  Gordon  Stables,  who  has  written  a  book  about  cats,  in  speaking  of  a  cat's 
devotion  to  her  kittens,  says  :  "In  no  case  is  her  wisdom  and  sagacity  better  exhibited 
than  in  the  love  and  care  she  displays  for  her  offspring.  .  .  .  Cats  will  go  through 
fire  and  water  to  save  the  life  of  their  kittens,  and  fight  to  the  bitter  end  to  protect  them." 

He  gives  instances  of  cats  saving  their  kittens  from  drowning,  and  other  stories  in 
illustration  of  this  affection.     The  following  passages  are  quoted  from  his  book :  — 

"  Are  cats  more  attached  to  places  than  to  persons  ?  .  .  .  I  am  happy  to  find 
that  the  opinion  of  all  cat  lovers,  nearly  all  cat  breeders,  and  the  large  majority  of  peo- 
ple who  keep  a  cat  for  utility,  is  that  cats  are  as  a  rule  more  attached  to  their  masters  or 
owners  than  to  their  homes.  .  .  .  The  popular  fallacy  that  cats  are  fonder  of  places 
than  persons  first  took  its  origin  in  the  days,  long  gone  by,  when  cats  were  kept  for  use 
only  and  never  as  pets  ;  and  it  only  obtains  now  among  people  who  look  upon  pussy  as 
a  mere  animated  rat-trap. 

"fMy  own  cat,1  writes  a  lady  correspondent,  'although  greatly  petted  by  its  master, 
appears  quite  wretched  whenever  I  go  on  a  visit.  After  mewing  piteously  at  my  door 
for  a  day  or  two,  he  leaves  the  house,  often  remaining  away  for  weeks  ;  but  his  delight 

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at  seeing  me,  the  fond  rush  towards  me,  and  his  song  of  joy  are  very  pretty.1 
1  know  an  instance  of  a  cat  that  was  very  strongly  attached  to  a  boy.     When  this  boy  was 
sent  to  a  distant  school,  pussy,  after  mourning  for  him  several  days,  took  to  the  woods 
and  never  returned.'" 

In  every  city  we  often  see  poor,  half-starved,  gaunt,  wild-looking  cats  that  have 
been  thrust  out  to  care  for  themselves  when  their  owners  left  the  neighborhood  or  city. 
Many  of  these  have  been  pets  and  loved  companions  in  good  homes. 

Let  every  humane  person  consider  the  condition  of  these  homeless  cats,  without 
shelter,  liable  to  be  stoned  by  cruel  boys  or  hurt  by  dogs,  suffering  for  want  of  food  and 
water,  and  suffering  too,  far  more  than  is  generally  supposed,  from  want  of  the  compan- 
ionship and  affection  to  which  they  have  been  accustomed. 

It  does  not  seem  possible  that  any  one  can  be  guilty  of  such  deliberate  cuelty,  — to 
take  into  one's  home  and  pet  and  care  for  an  animal  and  then  abandon  it  to  starvation 
and  misery ! 

If  a  good  home  cannot  be  provided  it  is  far  kinder  to  have  the  cat  humanely  disposed 
of,  and  in  many  places,  a  Humane  Society  will  either  attend  to  this  if  notified,  or  give 
directions  as  to  the  best  method. 

20. 
"The  Kitten  and  the  Falling  Leaves." —  Wordsworth. 

21.  Music.     "The  Grey  Kitten,11  page  68. 

22.  An  Incident  Related  by  Miss  Louisa  M.  Alcott. 

"  Somewhere  above  Fitchburg,  as  we  stopped  for  twenty  minutes  at  a  station,  I 
amused  myself  by  looking  out  of  a  window  at  a  waterfall  which  came  tumbling  over 
the  rocks,  and  spread  into  a  wide  pool  that  flowed  up  to  the  railway.  Close  by  stood  a 
cattle-train,  and  the  mournful  sounds  that  came  from  it  touched  my  heart. 

"Full  in  the  hot  sun  stood  the  cars,  and  every  crevice  of  room  between  the  bars 
across  the  doorways  was  filled  with  pathetic  noses,  sniffing  eagerly  at  the  sultry  gusts 
that  blew  by,  with  now  and  then  a  fresher  breath  from  the  pool  that  lay  dimpling  before 
them.  How  they  must  have  suffered,  in  sight  of  water,  with  the  cool  dash  of  the  fall 
tantalizing  them,  and  not  a  drop  to  wet  their  poor  parched  mouths! 

"The  cattle  lowed  dismally,  and  the  sheep  tumbled  one  over  the  other,  in  their 
frantic  attempts  to  reach  the  blessed  air,  bleating  so  plaintively  the  while,  that  I  was 
tempted  to  get  out  and  see  what  I  could  do  for  them.  But  the  time  was  nearly  up,  and, 
while  I  hesitated,  two  little  girls  appeared,  and  did  the  kind  deed  better  than  I  could 
have  done  it. 

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"I  could  not  hear  what  they  said,  but  as  they  worked  away  so  heartily,  their  little 
tanned  faces  grew  lovely  to  me,  in  spite  of  their  old  hats,  their  bare  feet,  and  their  shab- 
by gowns.  One  pulled  off  her  apron,  spread  it  on  the  grass,  and  emptying  upon  it  the 
berries  from  her  pail,  ran  to  the  pool  and  returned  with  it  dripping,  to  hold  it  up  to  the 
suffering  sheep,  who  stretched  their  hot  tongues  gratefully  to  meet  it,  and  lapped  the 
precious  water  with  an  eagerness  that  made  little  barefoot's  task  a  hard  one. 

"But  to  and  fro  she  ran,  never  tired,  though  the  small  pail  was  so  soon  empty, 
and  her  friend  meanwhile  pulled  great  handfuls  of  clover  and  grass  for  the  cows,  and 
having  no  pail,  filled  her  'picking-dish1  with  water  to  throw  on  the  poor  dusty  noses 
appealing  to  her  through  the  bars.  I  wish  T  could  have  told  those  tender-hearted  chil- 
dren how  beautiful  their  compassion  made  that  hot,  noisy  place,  and  what  a  sweet 
picture  I  took  away  with  me  of  those  two  little  sisters  of  charity." 


23.  Egret  Plumes. 

The  Egret  Plumes  so  universally  worn  on  ladies'  bonnets  are  taken  from  a  bird 
called  the  Egret  or  Snowy  Heron.  These  plumes  grow  on  the  birds  during  the  breeding 
season  when  their  extreme  love  for  their  young  makes  them  an  easy  prey  for  the  hunter, 
when  they  are  shot  down  by  thousands  as  they  always  nest  in  some  secluded  part  of  the 
forest. 

Those  who  have  heard  them,  say  that  the  cries  of  the  young  birds  are  perfectly 
heartrending,  as  they  are  left  to  starve  in  the  nests.  Who  can  wear  egret  plumes  after 
learning  these  facts?  When  women  refuse  to  buy  them,  the  birds  will  no  longer  be 
killed,  as  there  will  be  no  demand  for  them. 


24.  Music.     "The  Caged  Bird's   Lament,"  page  98;    or  "The  Brown  Thrush,' 
page  104. 

25.  The  Frightened  Birds. 

"  Hush !  hush ! "  said  the  little  brown  thrush, 
To  her  mate  on  the  nest  in  the  alder-bush ; 
"  Keep  still !  don't  open  your  bill, 
There's  a  boy  coming  bird-nesting  over  the  hill. 
Let  go  your  wings  out,  so 
That  not  an  egg  or  the  nest  shall  show. 
Chee !  chee !  it  seems  to  me 
I'm  as  frightened  as  ever  a  bird  can  be. 
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tf  Then  still,  with  a  quivering  bill, 

They  watched  the  boy  out  of  sight  o'er  the  hill, 

Ah,  then,  in  the  branches  again, 

Their  glad  song  rang  over  vale  and  glen. 

Oh!  oh!  if  that  boy  could  know 

How  glad  they  were  they  saw  him  go, 

Say,  say  do  you  think  next  day 

He  could  possibly  steal  those  eggs  away?"  —  Anon. 

26.  Various  Noted  Men  and  Their  Love  of  Animals. 

It  would  take  a  long  time  to  tell  of  the  happiness  that  is  added  to  human  lives  by 
love  for  the  lower  creatures.  No  man  can  measure  the  happiness  which  came  into  the 
lives  of  such  men  as  Sir  Walter  Scott  and  Sir  Edwin  Landseer  through  their  love  of 
dogs  ;  or  into  the  lives  of  Cardinal  Wolsey  and  Cardinal  Richelieu  through  their  love  of 
cats  ;  or  into  the  life  of  Daniel  Webster  from  his  love  of  cattle.  Just  before  he  died  at 
Marshfield,  when  he  found  he  was  about  to  die,  he  requested  that  all  his  cattle  should  be 
driven  to  his  window  that  he  might  see  them  for  the  last  time ;  and  as  they  came,  one 
by  one,  to  his  window,  he  called  each  by  name.  Ernest  von  Vogelweide,  the  great 
lyric  poet  of  the  Middle  Ages,  so  loved  the  birds  that  he  left  a  large  bequest  to  the 
monks  of  Wurtzburg  on  condition  that  they  should  feed  the  birds  every  day  on  the 
tomb-stone  over  his  grave. 

27.  How  Some  Great  Men  Have  Shown  Kindness  to  Animals. 

Lincoln. 

In  the  early  pioneer  days,  when  Abraham  Lincoln  was  a  practising  attorney  and  "rode 
the  circuit "  as  was  the  custom  at  that  time,  he  made  one  of  a  party  of  horsemen,  lawyers 
like  himself,  who  were  on  their  way  one  spring  morning  from  one  court  town  to  another. 
Their  course  was  across  the  prairies  and  through  the  timber ;  and  as  they  passed  by  a 
little  grove,  wThere  the  birds  were  singing  merrily,  they  noticed  a  little  fledgeling  which 
had  fallen  from  the  nest  and  was  fluttering  by  the  roadside.  After  they  had  ridden  a 
short  distance,  Mr.  Lincoln  stopped  and,  wheeling  his  horse,  said,  "Wait  for  me  a  mo- 
ment, I  will  soon  rejoin  you ;"  and  as  the  party  halted  and  watched  him  they  saw  Mr. 
Lincoln  return  to  the  place  where  the  little  bird  lay  helpless  on  the  ground,  saw  him 
tenderly  take  it  up  and  set  it  carefully  on  a  limb  near  the  nest.  When  he  joined  his 
companions,  one  of  them  laughingly  said,  "Why,  Lincoln,  what  did  you  bother  your- 
self and  delay  us  for,  with  such  a  trifle  as  that?1'  The  reply  deserves  to  be  remembered. 
ftMy  friend,"  said  Lincoln,  "I  can  only  say  this,  that  I  feel  better  for  it.'1  Is  there 
not  a  world  of  suggestion  in  that  rejoinder  ? 

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28.  St.  Francis  of  Assisi. 

Amongst  the  many  beautiful  stories  told  of  St.  Francis  of  Assisi,  none  are  more 
beautiful  and  striking  than  those  concerning  his  love  for,  and  tenderness  towards,  an- 
imals. How  he  loved  the  birds,  and  called  them  his  sisters  :  how  they  used  to  come  to 
him  whilst  he  spoke  to  them  and  blessed  them  ;  how  he  saved  a  pigeon  from  the  hands  of 
a  boy  who  was  going  to  kill  it  —  how  he  spoke  of  it  as  an  emblem  of  innocence  and 
purity,  and  made  a  nest  for  it  and  watched  over  it  and  its  young  ones  ;  how  he  had  pity 
on  a  poor  wolf,  and  tamed  it  and  caused  it  to  follow  him ;  and  also  how  he  thought  of 
the  fishes,  and  blessed  them. 

29.  George  Stephenson. 

George  Stephenson  went  one  day  into  an  upper  room  of  his  house  and  closed  the 
window.  Two  or  three  days  afterwards,  however,  he  chanced  to  observe  a  bird  flying 
against  that  same  window,  and  beating*  against  it  with  all  its  might,  again  and  again,  as 
if  trying  to  break  it.  His  sympathy  and  curiosity  were  aroused.  What  could  the  little 
thing  want  ?  He  at  once  went  to  the  room  and  opened  the  window  and  the  bird  flew 
straight  to  one  particular  spot  where  Stephenson  saw  a  nest —  that  little  bird's  nest. 
The  poor  bird  looked  at  it,  took  the  sad  story  in  at  a  glance,  and  fluttered  down  to  the 
floor,  broken  hearted,  almost  dead. 

Stephenson,  drawing  near  to  look,  found  the  mother  bird,  and  under  it  four  tiny  little 
ones — mother  and  young  all  apparently  dead.  He  tenderly  lifted  the  exhausted  bird 
from  the  floor,  the  worm  it  had  so  long  and  bravely  struggled  to  bring  to  its  home  and 
young  still  in  its  beak,  and  carefully  tried  to  revive  it;  but  all  his  efforts  proved  in  vain. 
At  that  time  the  force  of  George  Stephenson's  mind  was  changing  the  face  of  the  earth  ; 
yet  he  wept  at  the  sight  of  this  dead  family  and  was  deeply  grieved  because  he  himself 
had  unconsciously  been  the  cause  of  death. 

30.  Music.    "Heimdall,"  page  22. 

31.  Agassiz. 

The  great  Swiss-American  Naturalist  always  taught  his  pupils  to  kill  fish  as  soon 
as  caught,  by  a  blow  on  the  back  of  the  head,  that  they  might  not  suffer  before  dying. 

32.  George  H.  Corliss. 

When  Mr.  George  H.  Corliss,  the  famous  engine  builder  of  Providence,  R.  I.,  was 
building  a  foundry  at  the  Corliss  works,  some  blue  birds  took  the  opportunity  to  build  in 

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OUTLINE  OF  BAND  OF  MERCY  ENTERTAINMENT. 

some  holes  in  the  interior  framework  into  which  timbers  (  horizontal  )  were  to  go.  The 
birds  flew  in  and  out — as  bluebirds  will — and  went  on  with  their  housekeeping,  until 
in  the  natural  course  of  things  the  workmen  would  have  evicted  them  to  put  the  apertures 
to  their  intended  use  of  receiving  timbers.  But  Mr.  Corliss  interfered  and  showed  how 
the  particular  aperture  the  birds  were  occupying  could  be  left  undisturbed  until  they 
were  done  with  it,  without  any  serious  delay  to  the  building.  So  the  pair  came  and  went 
in  the  midst  of  the  noise  of  building  and  brought  up  their  little  family  safely,  and  after 
they  had  flown  away,  and  not  until  then,  that  particular  part  of  the  framework  was 
completed. 

At  another  time,  Mr.  Corliss  was  working  on  a  contract  with  the  city  of  Providence 
to  supply  a  steam-pumping  apparatus,  power-house  and  all,  at  Sockonosset,  and  the 
time  was  short,  and  there  were  forfeitures  nominated  in  the  bond  for  every  day  beyond 
a  specified  date  for  its  completion. 

The  power-house  was  to  be  upon  virgin  soil  where  were  rocks  and  trees  —  little 
trees  growing  among  rocks.  In  blasting  and  clearing  the  necessary  place  for  the 
foundations  of  the  building,  a  robin's  nest  was  discovered  in  a  little  tree  within  the  space 
where  the  upheavals  were  to  be  made.  When  Mr.  Corliss  knew  this  he  had  the  work 
transferred  to  the  other  side  of  the  square  or  parellelogram  around  which  the  digging 
and  blasting  was  to  go,  saying  that  it  was  just  as  well  to  do  the  other  side  first. 

But  it  proved  that  when  the  workmen  had  gotten  clear  around  and  back  to  the  robin's 
tree,  the  young  birds  were  still  not  quite  ready  to  fly.  This  called  for  a  new  exercise  of 
an  inventor's  power  of  adapting  means  to  a  worthy  end.  Looking  at  the  little  tree  with 
its  nest  and  little  birds  high  in  the  branches  he  bade  the  men  support  the  tree  carefully 
while  it  was  sawed  through  the  trunk  a  little  above  the  ground,  and  then  carry  it  in  an 
upright  position  to  a  safe  distance  and  stick  it  into  the  ground  with  proper  support. 

The  robin  family  continued  to  thrive  after  this  novel  house-moving  and  all  flew 
away  together  after  a  few  more  days. 

34.  George  Herbert. 

George  Herbert  when  dressed  for  a  musical  party  in  Salisbury,  met  on  the  road 
an  overloaded  and  fallen  horse.  He  at  once  proceded  to  help  the  carter  unload  and 
rescue  the  horse,  departing  with  the  injunction,  that  if  he  "loved  himself  he  should  be 
merciful  to  his  beast.1'  "  For,"  said  Herbert  afterwards,  if  I  be  bound  to  pray  for  all  in 
distress,  I  am  sure  that  I  am  bound  to  practise  what  I  pray  for.  I  would  not  willingly 
pass  one  day  of  my  life  without  comforting  a  sad  soul  or  showing  mercy." 

Thus  he  left  the  poor  man ;  and  at  his  coming  to  his  musical  friends  at  Salisbury, 
they  began  to  wonder  that  Mr.  George  Herbert,  who  used  to  be  so  trim  and  clean,  came 
into  that  company  so  soiled  and  discomposed;  but  he  told  them  the  occasion.     And 

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OUTLINE  OF  BAND  OF  MERCY  ENTERTAINMENT. 

when  one  of  the  company  told  him  "  he  had  disparaged  himself  by  so  dirty  an  employ- 
ment," his  answer  was  :  "That  the  thought  of  what  he  had  done  would  prove  music  to 
him  at  midnight ;  and  that  the  omission  of  it  would  have  upbraided  and  made  discord  in 
his  conscience,  whensoever  he  should  pass  by  that  place." 

34.  Music.     "  Ring  the  Bells  of  Mercy,"  page  31. 

35.  "  Beautiful  lives  are  those  that  bless 
Silent  rivers  of  happiness 

Whose  hidden  fountains,  but  few  may  guess."  —  Coleridge. 
36. 
"  Evil  is  wrought  by  want  of  thought  as  well  as  want  of  heart." —  Thomas  Hood. 

37. 
What  Some  Great  Men  and  Women  have  said  about  Kindness  to  Animals. 

38.  "  The  quality  of  mercy  is  not  strained ; 

It  droppeth  as  the  gentle  rain  from  heaven 

Upon  the  place  beneath :  it  is  twice  bless'd ; 

It  blesseth  him  that  gives,  and  him  that  takes : 

'Tis  mightiest  in  the  mightest;  it  becomes 

The  throned  monarch  better  than  his  crown."—  Shakespeare. 

39.  "  I  would  not  enter  on  my  list  of  friends 

(Though  graced  with  polished  manners  and  fine  sense, 

Yet  wanting  sensibility,)  the  man 

Who  needlessly  sets  foot  upon  a  worm."  —  William  Cowper. 

40.  "  One  lesson,  Shepherd,  let  us  two  divide, 
Taught  both  by  what  He  shows,  and  what  conceals, 
Never  to  blend  our  pleasure  or  our  pride 

With  sorrow  of  the  meanest  thing  that  feels."  —  William  Wordsworth. 

41. 

"I  can  say  I  have  never  killed  a  bird.  I  would  not  crush  the  meanest  insect  that 
crawls  upon  the  ground.  They  have  the  same  right  to  life  that  I  have,  they  receive  it 
from  the  same  Father,  and  I  will  not  mar  the  works  of  God  by  wanton  cruelty." 

—  William  Ellery  Channing. 
42. 
"The  domestic  animals  are  very  silent  about  (the  ill-treatment  which  they  receive). 
They  make  little  complaint.     The  shaved  horse  which  is  left  standing  uncovered  in  the 
icy  blast  until  he  quakes  with  bitter  cold,  but  still  stands  unflinching ;  or  the  same  hap- 
less animal  whose  tail  is  bobbed  so  that  every  summer  insect  can  sting  him  at  will 

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unharmed,  but  which  neither  kicks  nor  runs  ;  the  dog  whose  ears  and  tail  are  cut  and 
clipped  to  please  the  fancy  or  further  the  plans  of  his  human  owner,  and  which  is  teased 
and  whipped  and  outraged  under  the  plea  of  training  —  would  they  necessarily  dilate 
seductively  to  their  comrades,  still  doubting  and  delaying  in  the  forest,  upon  the  chances 
and  advantages  of  human  intercourse.  Do  they  not,  indeed,  appeal  mutely  to  intelligent 
human  beings  to  consider  carefully  whether  civilized  man  is  yet  civilized  enough  to  be 
intrusted  with  the  happiness  and  training  and  fate  of  animals?" 

—  George  William  Curtis. 

43. 

"There  is  cruelty  enough  in  my  own  country,  but  our  gentle-women  do  not  at 
present  think  of  beautifying  themselves  with  dead  birds.  God  bless  you  and  your 
humane  work." — Pundita  Ramabai. 


44. 


"I  detect 
More  good  than  evil  in  humanity. 
Love  lights  more  fires  than  hate  extinguishes, 
And  men  grow  better  as  the  world  grows  old." 

—  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes. 


45. 


Forbearance. 


■  Hast  thou  named  all  the  birds  without  a  gun  ? 

Loved  the  wood-rose  and  left  it  on  the  stalk  ? 

At  rich  men's  tables  eaten  bread  and  pulse? 

Unarmed,  faced  danger  with  a  heart  of  trust? 

And  loved  so  well  a  high  behavior, 

In  man  or  maid,  that  thou  from  speech  refrained, 

Nobility  more  nobly  to  repay? 

Oh !  be  my  friend,  and  teach  me  to  be  thine !" 

—  Ralph  Waldo  Emerson. 

46.  Music.     "  True  Freedom,"  page  144 ;  or  "He  Liveth  Long  Who  Liveth  Well," 
page  31. 

47.  Music.     "Closing  Hymn." 


(by  a  class  of  little  children.) 

"  He  prayeth  best  who  loveth  best 
All  things  both  great  and  small ; 
For  the  dear  God  who  loveth  us, 
He  made  and  loveth  all." 

—  From  Samuel  Taylor  Coleridge. 
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OUTLINE  OF  BAND  OF  MERCY  ENTERTAINMENT. 

There  are  a  number  of  poems  by  standard  authors  which  could  be  used  at  such  en- 
tertainments.    The  following  are  a  few  which  are  suggested : — 

Edmund  Spenser.     The  Butterfly. 

Alexander  Pope.     Instruction  from  Animated  Nature. 

William  Cowper.     The  Happiness  of  Animals. 

Robert  Burns.     To  a  Field  Mouse ;  On  Scaring  Some  Waterfowl. 

William  Wordsworth.     The  Lost  Traveller ;  To  a  Butterfly;  To  the  Sky -lark ;  The 
Kitten  and  the  Falling  Leaves. 

Sir  Walter  Scott.     The  Wren. 

Percy  Bysshe  Shelley.     To  a  Skylark;  To  a  Young  Ass. 

Samuel  Taylor  Coleridge.    To  a  Young  Ass ;  Selections  from  the  Ancient  Mariner. 

John  Keats.     The  Grasshopper. 

Alfred  Tennyson.     A  Sea  Shell. 

Leigh  Hunt.     The  Cricket  and  the  Grasshopper. 

Jean  Ingelow.     The  Nest. 

Mary  Howitt.     The  Woodmouse ;  The  Dog;  Birds  in  Summer. 

Rennell  Rodd.     In  an  East  End  Market. 


Ralph  Waldo  Emerson.     To  the  Humble  Bee ;  Mountain  and  Squirrel. 

Henry  Wadsworth  Longfellow.     The  Birds  of  Killingworth ;  The  Bell  of  Atri. 

John  Greenleaf  Whittier.     Red  Riding  Hood. 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes.     To  a  Caged  Lion ;  Sea  Fowl;  The  Chambered  Nautilus. 

Celia  Thaxter.     The  Sandpiper ;  The  Great  Blue  Heron. 

Bayard  Taylor.    To  His  Horse. 


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BIRD  DAY. 


BIRD  DAY. 

The  United  States  Department  of  Agriculture  issued  in  July,  1896,  a  circular  sug- 
gesting that  a  "Bird  Day,"  "to  be  devoted  to  instructing  the  children  in  the  value  of  our 
native  birds  and  the  best  means  of  protecting  them,  might  with  propriety  be  added  to 
the  school  calendar." 

This  circular,  (  copies  of  which  may  be  obtained  by  addressing  United  Stales  Depart- 
ment of  Agriculture,  Division  of  Biological  Survey  and  asking  for  Circular  No.  17,) 
contains  a  most  valuable  letter  from  J.  Sterling  Morton,  Secretary  of  Agriculture,  who 
gives  good  reasons  for  the  establishment  of  "Bird  Day"  throughout  the  country. 
He  says : — 

"The  cause  of  bird  protection  is  one  that  appeals  to  the  best  side  of  our  natures. 
Let  us  yield  to  the  appeal.  Let  us  have  a  Bird  Day — a  day  set  apart  from  all  the  other 
days  of  the  year  to  tell  the  children  about  the  birds.  But  we  must  not  stop  here.  We 
should  strive  continually  to  develop  and  intensify  the  sentiment  of  bird  protection,  not 
alone  for  the  sake  of  preserving  the  birds,  but  also  for  the  sake  of  replacing  as  far  as 
possible  the  barbaric  impulses  inherent  in  child  nature  by  the  nobler  impulses  and 
aspirations  that  should  characterize  advanced  civilization." 

Prof.  C.  A.  Babcock,  Superintendent  of  Schools,  Oil  City,  Pa.,  who  has  tried  the 
experiment  in  his  schools,  says  : — 

"  The  preservation  of  the  birds  is  not  merely  a  matter  of  sentiment,  or  of  education 
in  that  high  and  fine  feeling,  kindness  to  all  living  things.  It  has  a  utilitarian  side  of 
vast  extent,  as  broad  as  our  boundless  fields  and  our  orchards1  sweep.  The  birds  are 
necessary  to  us.  Only  by  their  means  can  the  insects  which  injure,  and  if  not  checked, 
destroy  vegetation,  be  kept  within  bounds. 

"What  is  most  needed  is  knowledge  of  the  birds  themselves,  their  modes  of  life,  their 
curious  ways,  and  their  relation  to  the  scheme  of  things.  To  know  a  bird  is  to  love  him. 
Birds  are  beautiful  and  interesting  objects  of  study,  and  make  appeals  to  children  that 
are  responded  to  with  delight. 

"  The  general  observance  of  a  f  Bird  Day  '  in  our  schools  would  probably  do  more 
to  open  thousands  of  young  minds  to  the  reception  of  bird  lore  than  anything  else  that  can 
be  devised.  The  scattered  interests  of  the  children  would  thus  be  brought  together,  and 
fused  into  a  large  and  compact  enthusiasm,  which  would  become  the  common  property 
of  all.     Zeal  in  a  genuine  cause  is  more  contagious  than  a  bad  habit." 

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BIBB  BAY. 
Suggestions  for  Bird  Day  Program. 

Open  with  songs  and  have  frequent  songs  during  the  exercises. 

Let  teacher  and  children  tell  anecdotes  about  birds  they  have  seen,  and  tell  of  feed- 
ing birds,  etc. 

Describe  birds  feeding  their  young,  etc. 

Essays  should  be  written  describing  some  of  the  insects  injurious  to  fruit  trees  and 
the  birds  wliich  feed  upon  them. 

Tell  what  trees  should  be  planted  to  attract  the  birds  to  our  homes,  and  what  trees 
should  be  planted  to  protect  the  fruit  trees.  For  instance,  it  has  been  found  that  mulber- 
ry trees  are  preferred  by  some  of  the  birds  to  the  cultivated  cherry,  etc. 

There  should  be  recitations  and  readings  from  prose  writers  and  poets  on  the  sub- 
ject of  birds. 

Superintendent  Babcock  says :  —  "  Many  of  our  schools  close  their  exercises  by  a 
trip  to  the  woods  to  listen  to  the  vesper  concert  of  our  feathered  brothers." 


Interesting  Ways  to  Study  the  Birds. 

The  Journal  of  Education  gives  the  following  suggestions : 

Put  up  boxes  for  martins,  bluebirds,  and  wrens. 

Fasten  to  the  trees  cups  of  bark  containing  seeds,  grain,  etc. ;  tin  cups  holding 
sugar,  syrup,  and  water,  and  nail  up  bones  in  the  trees  near  your  house.  Watch  for 
results  and  keep  a  record  of  them.  In  one  instance  sparrows  were  observed  carry- 
ing hard  crusts  of  bread  to  a  little  pool  of  water  formed  in  a  dent  in  a  tin  roof,  to 
soften  before  attempting  to  eat  them. 

An  opera  or  field  glass  is  a  great  aid  in  making  observations.  Note  when  the 
different  birds  arrive  in  the  spring,  making  in  this  way  a  bird  calendar.  Notice  also 
when  the  birds  gather  into  flocks  in  the  late  summer  or  autumn,  preparatory  to  taking 
their  leave. 


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THE  STUDY  OF  NATURE. 


THE  STUDY  OF  NATURE. 

"All  of  you  with  children,  and  who  have  no  need  to  count  expense,  or  even  if  you 
have  such  need,  take  them  somehow  into  the  country  among  green  grass  and  yellow 
wheat,  among  trees,  by  hills  and  streams,  if  you  wish  their  highest  education,  that  of  the 
heart  and  the  soul,  to  be  accomplished. 

"  Therein  shall  they  find  a  secret  —  a  knowledge  not  to  be  written,  not  to  be  found  in 
books.  They  shall  know  the  sun  and  the  wind,  the  running  water,  and  the  breast  of  the 
broad  earth.  Under  the  green  spray,  among  the  hazel  boughs  where  the  nightingale 
sings,  they  shall  find  a  secret,  a  feeling,  a  sense  that  fills  the  heart  with  an  emotion  nev- 
er to  be  forgotten.     They  will  forget  the  books — they  will  never  forget  the  grassy  fields. 

"  If  you  wish  your  children  to  think  deep  things,  to  know  the  holiest  emotions,  take 
them  to  the  woods  and  hills,  and  give  them  the  freedom  of  the  meadows." — Richard 
Jefferies. 

"  Instead  of  teaching  our  children  the  lesson  of  the  infinite  beauty  and  sacredness  of 
natural  life,  we  deliberately  send  them  out  into  the  wild  places  of  Nature,  as  youthful 
marauders  and  murderers,  and  then  wonder  that  they  grow  up  brutal,  stupid,  and  un- 
feeling. 

"They  should  be  taught  to  cage  and  imprison  no  animal  or  bird,  but  to  respect  the 
freedom  and  self -development  of  all  other  sentient  beings,  even  as  they  claim  the  like 
privilege  for  themselves.     .     .     . 

"Boys  and  girls  should  be  early  initiated  into  those  habits  of  quiet,  observant,  and 
loving  watchfulness, by  which  the  true  nature-lover,  as  distinguished  from  the  collecting 
scientist,  is  always  able  to  win  the  confidence  of  nature,  to  learn  the  secret  of  field  and 
forest  with  far  more  penetrating  eye.  They  should  feed  the  wild  birds  that  flock  to  the 
gardens  in  winter-time,  and  then  in  summer  they  would  have  the  full  enjoyment  of 
their  song."  —  Henry  S.  Salt. 

"Do  not  place  in  the  hands  of  your  child  such  toys  as  whips,  guns,  and  swords,  but 
teach  him  rather  that  useless  wars  and  cruelty  are  crimes.  Lead  him  to  take  pleasure  in 
feeding  the  birds  rather  than  in  robbing  their  nests .  There  is  no  surer  way  to  teach  the 
child  to  be  unselfish  and  thoughtful  for  others  than  to  make  him  considerate  of  the 
feelings  of  his  pets. 


THE  STUDY  OF  NATURE. 

"Give  your  boy  an  opera-glass  and  send  him  into  the  woods  to  study  the  patience,  in- 
genuity, and  industry  of  birds.  Let  him  learn  to  distinguish  the  song  of  one  bird 
from  another.  Arouse  his  curiosity  as  to  their  habits,  and  give  him  the  innocent  de- 
light that  the  study  of  Natural  History  is  sure  to  bring  into  his  life.  Teach  him  that  it 
is  cowardly  to  torture  helpless  birds.  Let  him  learn  of  their  value  as  insect  eaters,  and 
show  him  that  we  need  a  great  many  more  birds  in  our  woods  and  near  our  homes  than 
we  now  have.  Take  away  the  air-gun,  and  insist  that  the  coming  generation  shall  real- 
ize the  sin  of  cruelty  and  the  bad  tendency  of  any  act  that  gives  the  question  of  life  or 
death  into  irresponsible  hands. 

"  Teach  your  child  to  love  the  woods  and  the  fields,  the  flowers  and  the  birds,  and  to 
call  his  horse  and  his  dog  his  friends,  and  you  have  added  to  his  capacity  for  happiness 
a  thousand  fold." 


"The  phenomena  of  free  and  happy  life  is  a  wonderful  and  beautiful  study,  and  no 
lessons  so  effectively  foster  all  that  is  good  and  noble  in  the  human  heart.  In  connec- 
tion with  this,  teach  Kindness,  Justice,  and  Mercy  to  all  living  creatures  and  you  form  a 
character  approaching  to  the  perfect  man  and  woman." —  C.  Fairchild  Allen. 


"  Knowledge  never  learned  of  schools 
Of  the  wild  bee's  morning  chase, 
Of  the  wild-flowers'  time  and  place, 
Flight  of  fowl  and  habitude 
Of  the  tenants  of  the  wood ; 
How  the  tortoise  bears  his  shell ; 
How  the  woodchuck  digs  his  cell 
And  the  ground-mole  makes  his  well ; 


How  the  robin  feeds  her  young 
How  the  oriole's  nest  is  hung ; 


Of  the  black  wasp's  cunning  way, 

Mason  of  his  walls  of  clay, 

And  the  architectural  plans 

Of  grey  hornet  artisans!  "  —  Whittier. 


"There  is  a  slight  rustle  among  the  bushes  and  the  fern  upon  the  mound.  It  is  a  rab- 
bit who  has  peeped  forth  into  the  sunshine.  His  eye  open  wide  with  wonder  at  the  sight 
of  us  ;  his  nostrils  work  nervously  as  he  watches  us  narrowly.  Butina  little  while  the  si- 
lence and  stillness  reassure  him ;  he  nibbles  in  a  desultory  way  at  the  stray  grasses  on  the 
mound,  and  finally  ventures  out  into  the  meadow  almost  within  reach  of  the  hand.  It  is 
so  easy  to  make  the  acquaintance  —  to  make  friends  with  the  children  of  Nature.  From 
the  tiniest  insect  upward  they  are  so  ready  to  dwell  in  sympathy  with  us  — only  be 
tender,  quiet,  considerate,  in  a  word,  gentlemanly,  towards  them  and  they  will  freely 
wander  around.     .     .     . 

"What  wonderful  patience  the  creatures  called  f  lower '  exhibit !  Watch  this  small 
red  ant  traveling  among  the  grass-blades.    To  it  they  are  as  high  as  the  crab-trees  to  us, 

(182) 


THE  STUDY  OF  NATURE. 

and  they  are  entangled  and  matted  together  as  a  forest  overthrown  by  a  tornado.  The 
insect  slowly  overcomes  all  the  difficulties  of  its  route  —  now  climbing  over  the  creeping 
roots  of  the  buttercups,  now  struggling  under  a  fallen  leaf,  now  getting  up  a  bennet,  up 
and  down,  making  one  inch  forwards  for  three  vertically,  but  never  pausing,  always  on- 
wards at  racing  speed.     .     .     . 

"Full  of  love  and  sympathy  for  this  feeble  ant  climbing  over  grass  and  leaf,  for  yon- 
der nightingale  pouring  forth  its  song,  feeling  a  community  with  the  finches,  with  bird, 
with  plant,  with  animal,  and  reverently  studying  all  these  and  more  —  how  is  it  possible 
for  the  heart  while  thus  wrapped  up  to  conceive  the  desire  of  crime  ?  Forever  anxious 
and  laboring  for  perfection,  shall  the  soul,  convinced  of  the  divinity  of  its  work,  halt  and 
turn  aside  to  fall  into  imperfection  ?  "  — Richard  Jejferi-es. 


.    .    .    .    "  Nature  never  did  betray 
The  heart  that  loved  her ;  'tis  her  privilege, 
Through  all  the  years  of  this  our  life,  to  lead 
From  joy  to  joy :  for  she  can  so  inform 
The  mind  that  is  within  us,  so  impress 
With  quietness  and  beauty,  and  so  feed 
With  lofty  thoughts,  that  neither  evil  tongues, 
Rash  judgments,  nor  the  sneers  of  selfish  men, 
Nor  greetings  where  no  kindness  is,  nor  all 
The  dreary  intercourse  of  daily  life, 
Shall  e'er  prevail  against  us  or  disturb 
Our  cheerful  faith,  that  all  which  we  behold 
Is  full  of  blessings. "—  Wordsworth. 


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"No  longer  now  the  winged  inhabitants 

That  in  the  woods  their  sweet  lives  sing  away, 

Flee  from  the  form  of  man,  but  gather  round, 

And  prune  their  feathers  on  the  hands 

Which  little  children  stretch  in  friendly  sport 

Towards  these  dreadless  partners  of  their  play. 

All  things  are  void  of-  terror ;  man  has  lost 

His  terrible  prerogative,  and  stands 

An  equal  amidst  equals  —  happiness 

And  science  dawn,  though  late,  upon  the  earth." 

—  Extract  from  Shelley' 's  "  Queen  Mab.' 


(184) 


MUSIC  IN  NATURE. 


MUSIC  IE  NATTJEE. 

"  The  song  of  nature  is  forever, 
Her  joyous  voices  falter  never ; 
On  hill  and  valley,  near  and  far, 
Attendant  her  musicians  are. 

From  waterbrook  or  forest  tree 
For  aye  comes  gentle  melody ; 
The  very  air  is  music  blent, 
A  universal  instrument." 

"The  very  mice  sing;  the  toads  too;  and  the  frogs  make 'music  on  the  waters.1 
The  summer  grass  about  our  feet  is  alive  with  little  musicians.  .  .  The  little  bird- 
songs  are  melodies,  containing  something  of  all  we  know  of  melody,  and  this  in  most 
exquisite  forms. 

"  They  (  the  birds  )  are  Nature's  finest  artists,  whose  lives  and  works  are  above  the 
earth.  They  have  not  learned  of  us ;  it  is  our  delight  to  learn  of  them.  Myriads  of 
these  beautiful  creatures,  journeying  thousands  of  miles  over  oceans  and  continents, 
much  of  the  way  by  night — to  avoid  murderers  ! — re  turn,  unfailing  as  the  spring,  prompt 
even  to  the  day  and  hour,  to  build  their  cunning  nests  and  rear  their  young  in  our  or- 
chards and  door-yards,  to  delight  us  with  their  beauty  and  grace  of  movement,  and  above, 
far  above  all,  to  pour  over  the  world  the  glory  of  their  song.  He  that  hath  ears  to  hear, 
let  him  hear. 

"Be  the  scientific  solution  what  it  may,  whether  or  not 

"  'Tis  love  creates  their  melody,  and  all 
This  waste  of  music  is  the  voice  of  love," 

we  know  that  music  is  pleasurable  to  man,  and  its  continuous  presence  throughout  the 
animal  kingdom  indicates  that  it  is  pleasurable  also  to  the  beings  beneath  him.  Why 
should  not  the  subtile  power  of  music  extend  from  man  down  to  the  smallest  creature  ? 
The  author  of  Job  and  Shakespeare  record  its  effect  on  the  horse,  and  similar  testimony 
is  to  be  met  with  in  all  literatures  ancient  and  modern." 

All  the  above  is  quoted  from  "  Wood  Notes  Wild  "  by  Simeon  Pease  Cheney,  edited  by  John  Vance  Che- 
ney.    Lee  and  Shepard,  Publishers. 

(185) 


MUSIC  IN  NATURE. 

"  God  of  the  Granite  and  the  Rose ! 

Soul  of  the  Sparrow  and  the  Bee! 

The  mighty  tide  of  Being  flows 

Through  countless  channels,  Lord,  from  Thee. 

It  leaps  to  life  in  grass  and  flowers, 

Through  every  grade  of  being  runs, 

Till  from  Creation's  radiant  towers 

It's  glory  flames  in  stars  and  suns."—  Elizabeth  Doten. 


"  Consider  the  marvellous  life  of  a  bird  and  the  manner  of  its  whole  existence.  .  . 
Consider  the  powers  of  that  little  mind  of  which  the  inner  light  flashes  from  the  round 
bright  eye ;  the  skill  in  building  its  home,  in  finding  its  food,  in  protecting  its  mate,  in 
serving  its  offspring,  in  preserving  its  own  existence,  surrounded  as  it  is  on  all  sides  by 
the  most  rapacious  enemies.     .     .     . 

"When  left  alone  it  is  such  a  lovely  little  life — cradled  amongst  the  hawthorn  buds, 
searching  for  aphidse  amongst  apple  blossoms,  drinking  dew  from  the  cup  of  a  lily;  a- 
wake  when  the  grey  light  breaks  in  the  east,  throned  on  the  topmost  branch  of  a  tree, 
swinging  with  it  in  the  sunshine, flying  from  it  through  the  air ;  then  the  friendly  quarrel 
with  a  neighbor  overa  worm  or  a  berry ;  the  joy  of  bearing  grass-seed  to  his  mate  where 
she  sits  low  down  amongst  the  docks  and  daisies  ;  the  triumph  of  singing  the  praise  of 
sunshine  or  of  moonlight ;  the  merry,  busy,  useful  days ;  the  peaceful  sleep,  steeped  in 
the  scent  of  the  closed  flowers,  with  head  under  one  wing  and  the  leaves  forming  a  green 
roof  above . ' '  —  Ouida . 


"  O  birds,  your  perfect  virtues  bring, 

Your  song,  your  forms,  your  rhythmic  flight, 

Your  manners  for  the  heart's  delight, 

Nestle  in  hedge,  or  barn,  or  roof, 

Here  weave  your  chamber  weather-proof. 

Forgive  our  harms,  and  condescend 

To  man,  as  to  a  lubber  friend, 

And,  generous,  teach  his  awkward  race 

Courage  and  probity  and  grace. "—Ralph  Waldo  Emerson. 


The  Summer  Pool. 

"  There  is  a  singing  in  the  summer  air, 
The  blue  and  brown  moths  flutter  o'er  the  grass, 
The  stubble  bird  is  creaking  in  the  wheat, 
And,  perched  upon  the  honeysuckle  hedge, 

(186) 


MUSIC  IN  NATURE. 

Pipes  the  green  linnet.    Oh !  the  golden  world  — 

The  star  of  life  on  every  blade  of  grass, 

The  motion  and  joy  on  every  bough. 

The  glad  feast  everywhere,  for  things  that  love 

The  sunshine,  and  for  things  that  love  the  shade."  —  Buchanan. 


"  I  have  watched  birds  at  their  singing  under  many  and  widely  differing  circum- 
stances, and  I  am  sure  that  they  express  joyous  anticipation,  present  content,  and  pleas- 
ant recollection,  each  as  the  mood  moves,  and  all  with  equal  ease."  —  M.  Thompson. 


"  The  act  of  singing  is  evidently  a  pleasurable  one ;  and  it  probably  serves  as  an 
outlet  for  superabundant  nervous  energy  and  excitement,  just  as  dancing,  singing,  and 
field  sports  do  with  us." — A.  R.  Wallace. 


M  The  bird  upon  the  tree  utters  the  meaning  of  the  wind  —  a  voice  of  the  grass  and 
wildflower,  words  of  the  green  leaf;  they  speak  through  that  slender  tone.  Sweetness 
of  dew  and  rifts  of  sunshine,  the  dark  hawthorn  touched  with  breadths  of  open  bud,  the 
odor  of  the  air,  the  color  of  the  daffodil  —  all  that  is  delicious  and  beloved  of  spring- 
time are  expressed  in  his  song."  —  Richard  Jefferies. 


(187) 


Musical  Notes  of  Birds  and  Animals, 


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This  way  would  I  also  sing, 

My  dear  little  hillside  neighbor! 
A  tender  carol  of  peace  to  bring 

To  the  sunburnt  fields  of  labor 
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Trill  on,  amid  clover  and  yarrow! 
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And  blessing  you,  blithe  little  sparrow! 


Lucy  Larcom. 


(190) 


INDEX. 


PAET  I. 


Anniversary  Song 19 

Answer  to  a  Child's  Question      ...  96 

April  Song 136 

Arab's  Farewell  to  His  Favorite  Steed, 

The 52 

Autumn  Song 142 

Beautiful  Woods,  The 143 

Bee,  The        73 

Be  Kind  to  Living  Things 20 

Bird  Thoughts 86 

Bluebird,  The 76 

Brown  Thrush,  The 104 

Butterfly,  To  a 71 

Caged  BircVs  Lament,  The 98 

Carnival  of  Spring I22 

Chanticleer 75 

Chick-a-de-dee 78 

Chipmunk,  The 47 

Closing  Hymn 155 

Constant  Dove,  The 93 

Cradle  Tree-Top 82 

Cricket,  The 72 

Cry  for  Liberty,  A 85 

Cunning  Bee 69 

Dare  To  Do  Right 24 

Day's  Eye,  The 138 

Dicky-Birds 80 

Don't  Kill  the  Birds 89 

Don't  Rob  the  Birds,  Boys 99 

Down  in  the  Grass 130 


Each  Little  Flower  that  Opens 


124 


Faithful  Little  Bird,  The 114 

Fatherland,  The 154 

Finished  Nest,  A 103 


PAGE 

Gladly  Lend  a  Hand 38 

God  Bless  the  Little  Children      ...  27 

Grey  Kitten,  The 68 

Hail  to  the  Elm 140 

Happy  Birds 113 

Heimdall 22 

He  Liveth  Long  Who  Liveth  Well    .     .  31 

Hidden  Treasures 135 

Home,  Sweet  Home 145 

Honest  Old  Toad,  The 50 

Hope  of  the  Nation,  The 15 

Humanity 13 

Humming  Bird,  The  .     ......  Ill 


Lady-Bird,  The 

Liberty,  Love,  and  Peace 

Life  in  the  Nest 

Lift  Aloft  Our  Banner 

Lines  to  a  Seabird 

Linnet,  The 

Little  Bird's  Nest,  The 

Little  by  Little 

Little  Deeds  of  Kindness 

Little  Gustava 

Little  Hands 

Little  Maiden  and  the  Little  Bird,  The 

Little  Mouse,  A 

Little  Sunbeam 

Loving-Kindness  to  All 


Make  the  World  More  Bright 
Marching  'Round  the  World     .     . 

Marching  Song 

Morning  Light  Is  Breaking,  The 
Mountain  Goatherd,  The     .     .     . 

My  Cat  and  Dog 

My  Neighbors 


74 

150 

115 

30 

88 

106 

116 

18 

16 

39 

35 

94 

49 

14 

36 

11 
17 
29 

147 
64 
48 

100 


(191) 


INDEX. 


PAGE 

Nightingale,  The 81 

North  Wind  Doth  Blow,  The  ....  144 

Oh,  Scatter  Kind  Words 23 

O,  Painter  of  the  Fruits  and  Flowers   .  127 

Our  Happy  Secret 110 

Our  Native  Land 149 

Over  in  the  Meadow 42 

Praise  June ! 128 

Redbreast,  To  a 79 

Rhyme  to  the  Ranchmen,  A     .     .     .     .  65 

Ring  the  Bells  of  Mercy 31 

Robert  of  Lincoln . 92 

Rose  Is  Queen  among  the  Flowers,  The  25 

Sing  Always 21 

Snow-Birds,  The 112 

Song  of  the  Bee,  The 70 

Song  of  Liberty 146 

Song  of  the  Dancing  Waves,  The    .     .  118 

Sparrows,  The 108 

Speak  Kindly 26 

Spring  Blossoms 132 


PAGE 

Spring  Song 90 

Star  of  Mercy 28 

Summer  Morning,  A 139 

Summer  Things 125 

Three  Kittens 62 

To  Mother  Fairie 32 

To  Work,— Do  Your  Best  ......  12 

True  Freedom 148 

Two  Little  Roses 126 

Up  in  the  Morning 134 

Victory  is  Nigh 34 

Voice  of  the  Helpless,  The 95 

Watchword,  The 152 

Water-Drinkers,  The 67 

Woodman,  Spare  That  Tree    ....  131 

Woodmouse,  The  . 66 

Work,  for  the  Night  Is  Coming  ...  37 

Worship  of  Nature,  The 117 

Wounded  Curlew,  The 84 

Yellow  Bird 87 


PART   II. 


Bands  of  Mercy 161 

Bands  of  Mercy  in  Schools      ....  163 
Band  of  Mercy  Entertainment,  Outline 

of 166 

Band  of  Mercy  Pledge 162 

Bird  Day 179 

Bird  Day  Program,  Suggestions  for     .  180 

Birds,  Interesting  Ways  to  Study  the  .  180 

Humane  Education 157 


Methods, —  Quotation  from  M.  deSailly 
Musical  Notes  of  Birds  and  Animals     . 


159 

188 


Music  in  Nature 185 

Poems  by  Standard  Authors,  List  of     .  178 

Publications,  List  of 164 

Quotations  Concerning  the  Importance 

of  Humane  Education 157 

Study  of  Nature,  The 181 

What  Has  Been   Done   in  the  United 

States  and  in  England 160 


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